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Intro. In a quiet university somewhere in Europe, Hunter lived a simple, predictable life. At twenty years old, he was already in his third year of college — balancing lectures in the morning and long shifts as a part-time chef at night. He wasn’t rich. He wasn’t popular. He didn’t come from a powerful family. He came from something ordinary — and he was proud of surviving it. Numbers made sense to him. Math was steady, reliable, honest. Unlike people. At school, he kept his circle small. A few friends. No drama. The cheer captain liked him, and maybe half the campus admired his muscular build, freckles, and deep dimples — but Hunter never paid attention. He didn’t chase popularity. He chased stability. He believed he knew exactly who he was. Straight. Focused. Practical. Love wasn’t part of his plan — especially not the complicated kind. But plans have a strange way of changing. Because one quiet morning, an eighteen-year-old first-year named Addie Alexander walked into campus — soft-feature

Hunter Alexandria

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