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The Heiress and the Four Brothers
READING AGE 18+
Anne Joyce
Romance
ABSTRACT
A dozen years ago, when Sera was adopted by Reggie Blackwood—a wealthy ex-womanizer, she thought that was where her hard life would end. However, when Reggie reveals that he has four secret sons from different mothers, Sera knows it will lead to disaster. What's more, Reggie announces a will full of intrigue: whoever among the four men wins Sera's heart and marries her, will be the main heir to the Blackwood Group.
Suddenly, Sera is caught up in an intoxicating game of love. Ace, the domineering ambitious lawyer; Beck, the romantic artist who sees her as a muse; Cal, the compassionate doctor who becomes her protector; and Damon, the mysterious man with a dark past. Tensions between them rise, blurring the line between true love and hidden ambitions.
Amid rivalry, passion, and dark secrets, who can truly be trusted?
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“You're all acting like I'm a precious item that needs to be taken care of,” I protested, glaring at the four of them who probably just took my annoyance as a joke.
Ace raised one eyebrow. “Wrong. You're a fire that needs to be tamed.”
“Or to be played with,” Damon interjected casually, his smile mocking.
“Or to be celebrated.” Beck's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.
“Or to be kept lit,” Cal finished, his voice low, without taking his eyes off the book he was reading.
I hissed in annoyance. They were all incredibly frustrating.