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The Pure and The Corrupted

[Mature Content 18+] Anaya Willow, a resilient and beautiful Healer, enters Arcane Academy with a promise to steer clear from love. But her will is challenged within minutes of entering the academy when a she runs into a handsome stranger, Khai Heathcliff. A cosmic pull draws Khai and Anaya together, but scars from her past continue to haunt her, weaving themselves into her life at the academy. Despite her efforts to resist, his feelings for her remain unwavering. Will Khai’s love give her the strength to free herself from the shackles that confined her heart for so long? *** Anaya’s eyes narrowed when she saw that he didn’t believe her. “If you’re so good at reading me, what am I thinking right now?” She puffed her chest and folded her hands over them. Khai licked his lips, fighting his urge to kiss her as leaned towards her. She gasped softly, tilting back at his abrupt closeness. “Well, right now, I think you’re challenging me. Which means you’re curious about me. Tell me Anaya, are you curious about me?” *** This is a slow detailed book. Read until chapter 30 at least before you decide to drop it! Read my review so you know what to expect - or keep the suspense rolling and just start reading. I’ll love you either way :) *** This work is purely fictional. I don’t own the cover. If the owner needs me to take it down, my discord is Pato93 #4786

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Chapter 88

Unable to admit that she could come up with nothing, Ana avoided his gaze and placed her hand on his broad shoulders. She pressed her fingers on his muscles, squeezing them as she moved down to his chest.

 

A fierce blush worked up her face when she felt his arousal press against her thigh. The stressful day must've killed all the shame in her, because she only chose to continue. Her hands followed the ridges of his abs, slowly working their way down.

 

Khai held her wrist and titled her chin up to meet his gaze. Her breath hitched, when she saw his face taut with hunger. "Ana…" his voice was hoarse with yearning. "You must think that I have the self control of a monk. How can you attempt something like this while looking so innocent?"