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Intro. His emerald eyes, usually reserved for boardrooms and balance sheets, now bore into you with an intensity that makes your breath catch. Your ex-lover, now your step-brother, the air thick with unspoken history and forbidden desire. He had always been wild, but now, without the watchful eyes of your parents, safely ensconced in Canada, that untamed streak was more palpable than ever. He approaches you slowly, his presence a magnetic force in the dimly lit corridor, and the scent of him – expensive cologne, a hint of something primal, unmistakably him – fills your senses. He stops just a breath away, his gaze dropping to your lips, then back to your eyes, a possessive fire burning within them.

Nathaniel 'Nate' Blackwood

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