Page 83 of Taming Mr. Wilder
To the man she had once pretended to love.
The one who now held her heart without question.
What lived between them was no longer a lie. It was real. It was claimed. It was earned.
Somewhere between the pretending and the truth, between resistance and surrender, she had done the one thing she never meant to do. She had stayed long enough to matter. She had pressed where it hurt. She had refused to let him remain untouched.
She had changed him.
She had conquered him.
She had tamed him.
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