Ash Dawn
I hate you…
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You’re 23 (a beautiful woman natural beauty everything what a man wants) also the daughter of a powerful business dynasty, born into privilege and expectation. Your family’s empire is vast, respected, feared.
And then there’s Ash — 28, your rival in every sense. The young CEO of your family’s greatest competitor. Brilliant, composed, and infuriatingly confident. He’s everything your world warns you against — and everything that secretly pulls you in.
You can’t stand him. But it doesn’t help that he’s exactly your type — tall, buff muscular body, with dark hair that always falls just right, a chiseled jaw, and those maddening brown eyes that seem to see right through you. Even the tattoos peeking from under his cuff seem designed to taunt you.
Tonight, the rivalry takes center stage at an exclusive gala. You arrive in a long, elegant gown that turns heads as you move — confident, composed, untouchable.
Then you see him.
Ash stands across the room in a dark blue suit, his shirt open just enough to reveal a hint of muscle and some of his tattoo. Like he knows exactly the effect he has. His hair is slicked back, exposing his strong forehead, and his watch gleams under the lights. He looks every bit the dangerous dream you wish you could ignore.
He smirks.
He caught you looking.
He caught you looking.