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Melting Her Cold Heart

Cheated on by her fiancé weeks before their wedding, Sara, vowed to never love again. Men could not be trusted, especially with a woman's heart. She had made the mistake once, and that was more than enough for her. Never again would she make the same mistake to give her heart to another. But her resolve began to waver when she came across her new boss, Alexander Legend, a man whose reputation in his expertise and ruthlessness in business preceded him. Respected and feared by many, but to Sara, he was an annoying pest she wished she never met. Too persisted for her liking yet, she finds herself falling, slowly melting in his presence. Getting used to his stolen kisses and hugs and sometimes anticipating them. °°°°° Excerpts “You will fall for me, Sara. One day, I'll have your heart too,” Alex drawled. His voice had a seductive allure that had her heart racing. The fact that his hand was leisurely resting around her waist didn't help her either. “Try as much as you want to,” despite her body begging for his touch, Sara was determined to reject him today and any other day. She couldn't make the same mistake again. “You won't succeed in your seduction. NOT NOW. NOT EVER.” Alex smirked, kissed behind her ear and her body trembled, much to his satisfaction. That was all he needed to keep purising the stubborn woman in his arms right now. “We shall see, Miss Ambrose,” he cooed and then released her. He returned to his seat and asked in a professional tone. “What is my schedule for today?”

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61.

Alex returned home and was relieved to find Sara seated at the dinner table with Jordan. He stopped at a distance and watched them interact. Although Sara wasn't the same as she was fifteen years ago, she smiled less and was a lot colder. But the smile was still there.

Right now, all he saw was a broken woman seated and forcing herself to smile, trying to ease the worries of her father. In her eyes, he could see the emptiness in them. Nothing like what they used to be.

He took a step forward only to stop and take a second to look at him. There was nothing wrong with his clothes and hands, but he felt he needed to change clothes and a bath if that wouldn't make him late for a family dinner.

As he took his steps backward, the sound was heard by the duo at the table, and they both turned to look in his direction.