𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 could tell when Claudia Nixon lied. When she flashed that award-winnning smile and put on that sweet-as-sugar voice, people couldn't help but appear at her every beck and call, believe every lie that came out of her rosy lips. Except for one person. Roman Verano had always hated Claudia. He hated how she could fool everyone, hated how she walked around like she owned the place. But most of all, he hated how she made him feel. That wicked grin of hers could make him kneel in front of her in a split-second, but he held back. Even if his heart beat faster when she was close, or if his hands got clammy when she spoke to him, he held back. It could never happen. Claudia and Roman, Nixon and Verano. In the world of the elite, blood came before love. And their families couldn't stand being in the same room as each other.
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