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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Love Me (Love The Way Duet #3)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/w-winters">W. Winters, </a><a href="/authors/willow-winters">Willow Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B098W5CTP9</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
From USA Today best-selling authors W Winters and Amelia Wilde comes a sinful romance with a touch of dark and angst that will keep you gripping the edge of your seat … and begging for more.<br />
He was mine. My protector, my lover. My second start at life. The man who promised me there was more than this.<br />
He gave me hope. Until my world fell apart again. It was bound to happen. It’s all life has given me.<br />
Maybe he won't break his promises. Maybe my heart won’t shatter. All I want ... is for love to be enough.<br />
****This is book 3 of the Love the Way You... series. Kiss Me and Hold Me must be read first.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/love-the-way-duet-series-by-w-winters">Love The Way Duet Series by W. Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/w-winters">W. Winters, </a><a href="/authors/willow-winters">Willow Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>PLAYLIST<br><br>Airplanes - B.o.B. featuring Hayley Williams<br />
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Ho Hey - The Lumineers<br />
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I Wanna Be Your Slave Måneskin<br />
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Nothing More - Here’s to the Heartache<br />
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Riptide - Vance Joy<br />
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AJR - Bang!<br />
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Pumped Up Kicks - Foster The People<br />
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I Love It - Icona Pop featuring Charli XCX<br />
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What Ifs - Kane Brown featuring Lauren Alaina<br />
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Somethin’ Bad - Miranda Lambert and Carrie Underwood<br><br>PROLOGUE<br><br>Ella<br><br>Four years ago, before tragedy struck<br><br>“You know I care for you, don’t you?” he questions and there’s a hint of something I can’t place. Something in his tone he’s never given me before. We’ve been on again and off again for years now. Something tonight is different.<br />
<br />
“Of course I do.” During all that’s happened, he’s always cared for me. God knows I’ve been to hell and back with a bottle of tequila, and he’s been there all through the night and in the morning. He’s cared in other ways too. Ones that give me this insecure feeling I can’t shake. The wind blusters in, shifting the curtains and the moonlight stirs in the expansive room. There were boundaries before tonight, boundaries that seem to disappear when he looks at me like that.<br />
<br />
James is the only lover I’ve ever had who’s kept my secrets … he’s the only one I’ve told the darkest ones to.<br />
<br />
“Then why won’t you talk to me?” he asks.<br />
<br />
As a chill sweeps along my shoulders, I pull the covers up higher, settling deeper into the bed.<br />
<br />
“I think I love you,” I tell him, although I’m reluctant to admit it. I roll onto my side as I do, pulling the satin sheets with me and ignoring the groan of the bed. I’m still sore between my thighs and I have to hold back a sated moan of content. The fan revolves in the silence and I turn from looking at the shadows it casts on the ceiling to stare at the man who’s making me remember too much, making me feel too much.<br />
<br />
James … my on-again, off-again lover I can’t resist.<br />
<br />
His lips quirk up into a cocky smirk as he props himself up on one elbow and then moves a hand beside me, so that he towers slightly over me. Still silent, not giving an inch and only finding amusement in my statement.<br />
<br />
A humorless laugh leaves me, and I press against his chest but he doesn’t move. He continues staring down at me, watching and waiting. For what? I don’t know.<br />
<br />
“Leave me be, you sex fiend,” I tease. “Sleep is tempting me and I’d like to take it up on its offer if I can.” He knows how hard it is for me to sleep. Insomnia is something that bonded us. Oddly, with him in my bed, I sleep so much better. Rolling onto my side I pretend to ignore him and he lies down beside me, then nips the lobe of my ear, making me squeal. I can’t help that the slight pain sends a ripple of want through me, reviving the pleasure I felt only moments ago.<br />
<br />
“You think you love me?” he questions with a hint of awe in his tone and I’m forced to look at him over my shoulder.<br />
<br />
It’s hard to tell if he’s toying with me. If he’s playing around like we do with each other or if he’s being serious.<br />
<br />
“I have feelings for you,” I whisper back, unwilling to be open and vulnerable until he is first. For some reason, when I look at him, refusing to give him what he wants, my chest aches. There’s a tenderness for him I haven’t felt before.<br />
<br />
“Tell me you love me,” he commands and my bottom lip drops, my body already wanting to give him anything he demands. It’s dangerous, though. Especially for a girl like me. Kamden’s warning is there on the tip of my tongue. Money is a drug that people will do anything and everything to obtain, and it can leave you with nothing. Love doesn’t change that and my name alone is worth enough money that no one outside of my inner circle can ever be fully trusted. But Kamden knows James, and he knows what James knows.<br />
<br />
That chill comes back again.<br />
<br />
James’s eyebrow cocks humorously. If he knew the thoughts racing in my mind, he wouldn’t think it was so funny.<br />
<br />
My expression slips before I can stop it and he moves to hover over me. “What’s wrong?”<br />
<br />
Pushing away from him, I wish he would stop. I wish it would all stop. “I don’t want this life anymore. I don’t—”<br />
<br />
“El, I can give you whatever you want.”<br />
<br />
“Promises, promises,” I whisper with my eyes closed, not wanting to think.<br />
<br />
“I can promise you the world,” he says with such sincerity my throat closes.<br />
<br />
They’re the same promises my father gave my mother. The assurances that fool women into trusting men and leaning on them, into loving with everything they have. It’s all too much.<br />
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I was born into luxury and used to getting what I wanted. What I desired most, with my life in disarray, was the man who sat across from me.<br />
He was tall, dark and handsome, but, most notably, forbidden.<br />
It made every accidental touch more sinful and every session more addictive.<br />
There was so much tragedy and he was supposed to fix me.<br />
I shouldn’t have wondered how it would feel to be trapped under his broad shoulders. I shouldn’t have focused on the way he licked his bottom lip every time his gaze dropped from mine and roamed my curves. I shouldn’t have dreamed about him breaking the rules to comfort me the way I desperately needed.<br />
I did though, and I was the first one to break.<br />
He was my protector and my confidant and then he became my lover. I teased him, tempted the two of us and now there’s no way to take it back.<br />
With everything I've been through, I didn’t expect to fall for him. There’s only so much heartache I can take.<br />
This is book 2 in the Love The Way You series. Book 1, Kiss Me, must be read first.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/love-the-way-duet-series-by-w-winters">Love The Way Duet Series by W. Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/w-winters">W. Winters, </a><a href="/authors/willow-winters">Willow Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Playlist<br><br>Little Do You Know – Alex & Sierra<br />
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Me and My Broken Heart - Rixton<br />
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Mercy - Brett Young<br />
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Renegades - X Ambassadors<br />
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Ho Hey - The Lumineers<br />
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Little Talks - Of Monsters and Men<br />
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All Your Exes - Julia Michaels<br />
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Without Me - Halsey<br />
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Overwhelmed - Royal & the Serpent<br><br>Love is never wasted, for its value does not rest upon reciprocity.<br />
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– C. S. Lewis<br><br>Prologue<br><br>Zander<br><br>Distracted and rattled, the world outside blurs by until it resembles a seemingly fake movie set. With the driver side window down and the wheels spinning against the asphalt highway, I’m barely conscious of anything at all. Other than her. My Ella.<br />
<br />
None of this seems real. I can’t help but to think that this can’t be happening. My heated palms twist against the leather steering wheel as my fingertips go numb and that sinking feeling settles in my gut. It’s as if I could punch the fronts of the buildings and they’d fall down, one by one, until the whole town was leveled. It all must be fake. It can’t be real.<br />
<br />
With last night’s darkness behind me, a pale pink hue settles along the horizon.<br />
<br />
The sun’s coming up, but it’s a cruel joke now that they’ve made the decision to separate the two of us. I’ve spent the last three weeks of my life anxiously waiting for the sun to set so I could go back to her. Now I’m caught in a morning I don’t want, driving on autopilot back to a motel I know won’t aid in giving me rest. Barely seeing the road.<br />
<br />
It’s not the first time I’ve felt like this. It’s like being forced into the past. It feels as though I’m being forced into another horrific incident that would keep me up at night.<br />
<br />
Blinking away the memories, I slow as I come to a yellow light, my gaze flicking to the rearview and I spot Damon, still behind me. Swallowing thickly, I remind myself that I can never go back. It’s not possible and even if I could, I might not be able to change a damn thing.<br />
<br />
There are things we can control and things we can’t. The horrible losses we suffer—at times—come from our own actions.<br />
<br />
Last night, I slept with Ella. Thoughts of last night flash before my eyes, images of her beauty stealing my breath, and remembering her soft moan of my name heats my chilled blood. It was against the rules. It was against everything we stand for at The Firm.<br />
<br />
I lost control.<br />
<br />
Something about her makes me want to lose control. It makes me need to lose control. I want to lose myself in her and come out the other side a different man. Smirking sardonically, I breathe out heavily and move past the green light as my blinker ticks, ticks, ticks away the thought. It’s all another cruel joke from the asshole that is the universe. I’m different now, and I hate this person. I’m running to get away from this morning and the memories of that other morning. Both of them push forward in my mind, tangling up with one another.<br />
<br />
A sickness pulls the corners of my lips down as I remember the past I wish I could forget. A past that made me this weakened version of myself.<br><br>Bang! There’s a loud knock at my apartment door that calls for my attention. Bang, bang, bang. Another three in a row.<br />
<br />
“You want me to open it?” Damon’s eyes hid the worry he felt as equally as the exhaustion. We’d been up all night at my place. Waiting for her after searching everywhere and calling everyone.<br />
<br />
“Mr. Thompson, it’s the police.” The deep voice echoes in my mind in a way I know I’ll always remember.<br />
<br />
The leather sofa groans as Damon makes a move to stand. “I’ll get it,” he tells me as I stare blankly at the front door, a sick feeling running rampant through me. The cops don’t show up at anyone’s apartment this early in the morning unless something fucking terrible has happened.<br />
<br />
It hadn’t been twenty-four hours, so I couldn’t make a missing persons report. The second I heard that knock and the officer’s voice, I knew there would be no report. I knew there would be no search. I knew that much, and still, I didn’t want it to be real.<br />
<br />
My throat’s dry as I turn down the street I’ve taken for the last three weeks with nothing but anticipation to see Ella. My distraction, my drug, my submissive and … more. Something that’s hard to place. Something I don’t dare look into, for fear of the depths of its meaning.<br />
<br />
I didn’t hear a damn thing they said that day two years ago. I was too focused on how numb I felt and how it couldn’t be real. How much my heart hurt, even though the rest of me was detached and unfeeling. When the guilt hit, it hit like a sledgehammer. Afterward Damon had to repeat everything they’d said. He was the one who told me about the mugging. About her murder. About what happened to Quincy.<br />
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			<span class="cat-links"><span class="screen-reader-text">Categories </span>Genre: <a href="http://www.ilovenovels.com/genre/erotic/bdsm" rel="category tag">BDSM</a>, <a href="http://www.ilovenovels.com/genre/dark" rel="category tag">Dark</a>, <a href="http://www.ilovenovels.com/genre/erotic" rel="category tag">Erotic</a>, <a href="http://www.ilovenovels.com/genre/romance" rel="category tag">Romance</a></span> <span class="tags-links"><span class="screen-reader-text">Tags </span>Authors: <a href="http://www.ilovenovels.com/authors/w-winters" rel="tag">W. Winters</a>, <a href="http://www.ilovenovels.com/authors/willow-winters" rel="tag">Willow Winters</a></span> <span class="cat-links">Series: <a href="http://www.ilovenovels.com/series/love-the-way-duet-series-by-w-winters">Love The Way Duet Series by W. Winters</a></span><br />	
	
	
	
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<div class='book-details-pages-words'><strong>Total pages in book: </strong>69<br /><strong>Estimated words: </strong>64654 (not accurate)<br /><strong>Estimated Reading Time in minutes: </strong>323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm) <br /></div><div class='pagination-custom-post-pages'><a href='#'><<<</a><a href='#'><</a><a href='#' class='active'>1</a><a href='?mypage=2'>2</a><a href='?mypage=3'>3</a><a href='?mypage=11'>11</a><a href='?mypage=21'>21</a><a href='?mypage=2'>></a><a href='?mypage=69'>69</a></div>	
	
	
	
	

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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Love the Way You Kiss Me (Love The Way Duet #1)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/w-winters">W. Winters, </a><a href="/authors/willow-winters">Willow Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
I was born into luxury and used to getting what I wanted. What I desired most, with my life in disarray, was the man who sat across from me.<br />
He was tall, dark and handsome, but, most notably, forbidden.<br />
It made every accidental touch more sinful and every session more addictive.<br />
There was so much tragedy and he was supposed to fix me.<br />
I shouldn’t have wondered how it would feel to be trapped under his broad shoulders.<br />
I shouldn’t have focused on the way he licked his bottom lip every time his gaze dropped from mine and roamed my curves.<br />
I shouldn’t have dreamed about him breaking the rules to comfort me the way I desperately needed. I did though, and I was the first one to break.<br />
He was my protector and my confidant and then he became my lover. I teased him, tempted the two of us and now there’s no way to take it back.<br />
With everything I've been through, I didn’t expect to fall for him. There’s only so much heartache I can take.<br />
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No one can know, not a soul, but secrets in the life I lead never last for long.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/love-the-way-duet-series-by-w-winters">Love The Way Duet Series by W. Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/w-winters">W. Winters, </a><a href="/authors/willow-winters">Willow Winters</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Playlist<br><br>Playlist:<br />
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Sweet but Psycho - Ava Max<br />
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Turn Down for What - DJ Snake and Lil Jon<br />
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River - Bishop Briggs<br />
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Unsteady - X Ambassadors<br />
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Overwhelmed - Royal & the Serpent<br />
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Are You with Me - nilu<br />
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Sit Still, Look Pretty - Daya<br />
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Scars To Your Beautiful - Alessia Cara<br />
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Issues - Julia Michaels<br><br>Prologue<br><br>My mother used to say, “If you can’t stop thinking about someone, it’s because they can’t stop thinking about you either.” It bears noting, though, that my mother was a fucking lunatic. She stalked a man and killed his wife because she was in love with him. Having no idea, he married her and shortly she became pregnant with me. It wasn’t until years later that he discovered the truth.<br><br>I was only seven years old when the trial was broadcast.<br />
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Cameras rolled and my sadness was caught on film. With interview after interview, journalists said the nation was entranced. As my fairy-tale life fell apart, what was left of me went viral. Every household knew my name, and the public begged for more. More of my twisted life; born into wealth and power, yet the daughter of a murderer. More of who I was.<br><br>My first kiss was photographed and the images sold to every major tabloid.<br />
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The first time I had sex, the world knew immediately after.<br />
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I talked about it with everyone.<br />
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I didn’t know any better.<br />
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It’s simply the way it was after my life imploded. I lived for sharing everything about my life with my followers, and they loved me for it.<br><br>I made my own happily ever after, and then it was ripped away.<br />
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In a single moment, my life changed forever.<br><br>I broke. There was nothing left after I’d loved and lost.<br />
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And then he came into my life in a way no one else ever had.<br><br>He was my protector, my therapy; he became my everything.<br />
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It’s a dangerous situation for so many reasons.<br><br>I’m starting to believe the things my mother used to say … which scares me because I know I’ve already broken down and lost everything once.<br><br>But when he looks at me like that …<br />
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When he tells me it’s going to be all right …<br />
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I believe the things my mother used to say. If you can’t stop thinking about someone, it’s because they can’t stop thinking about you either.<br><br>Zander<br><br>The Firm is an elite, full-service private security company for high-profile clients and those who require the utmost discretion. Please inquire directly for assistance with booking. All sensitive matters will be handled with complete confidentiality.<br><br>There are two things I can’t stand for anyone to be when they enter a courtroom: late or rattled.<br />
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Being late never looks good, but people get lax about it. They tend to brush it off. What’s a few minutes in the grand scheme of things? Could be nothing.<br />
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Could be everything.<br />
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As for being rattled—there’s no place for emotion in a courtroom, not from my position. Calm, logical … even ruthlessly cold is far preferred over rattled. Being focused is a personal rule of mine no matter what a judge says or what some lawyer pulls out of his back pocket. Not coincidentally, steady focus is also the number one rule in my profession. When we’re with clients this directive is absolute.<br />
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I don’t slip up when it comes to this charge. There are other areas of my life that require strict focus. The last time I slipped up, there were consequences.<br />
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I was late. I was rattled.<br />
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Today, hurrying up the wide stone steps at the county courthouse, I’m both late and rattled, which only serves to piss me off even more. The bitter autumn wind bites against the exposed skin on my neck as I grind my teeth and pull open the heavy floor-to-ceiling door after rushing up the marble stairs. I hustle as quickly as I can to make up for lost time, while still keeping my pace and gait professional.<br />
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The entire time I scold myself, adding anger on top of annoyance.<br />
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And it gets worse. The hearing today is an important one for The Firm. It’s the most important hearing we’ve ever attended, according to my brother Cade.<br />
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I rush through the metal detector and snatch back my phone on the other side. The brightened screen’s full of messages from my older brother. Cade owns the company; among other businesses, he created The Firm. He took on the responsibility of having the final say in which clients we take on, which is a hell of a lot harder than leaving it up to the group. He wants to know where the hell I am. With a steadying exhale I shake off everything from earlier this morning; namely, the hell of the phone call that lasted far too long. Rounding the corner and making my way to the elevator, I ignore the buzzing of my phone in my suit jacket pocket.<br />
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One last pause outside the courtroom doors to correct myself. I’m not taking the news from the phone call, and the memories that come with it, into work with me. I can’t. That cursed entity needs to go back in the locked box where it lives most of the time. Calm focus. Eyes on the client. Don’t fuck it up.<br />
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