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heart, Mia Sullivan channeled her frustration and loneliness into 
focusing on her future career. At the top of her class at Harvard Law, 
she was nervous and excited when given the opportunity to work as a 
summer extern at one of the top firms in Boston. Her new boss was the 
young, extraordinarily handsome, and successful Marcus DeLuca. As she 
falls for his charms, she discovers he is keeping something from her.<br><br>Marcus
 DeLuca was living two separate lives: one that involved his successful 
career and the other that could potentially ruin his entire reputation. 
His secret could jeopardize not only his life but everyone he loves. 
There was no room in his life for a serious romantic relationship, but 
after meeting Mia, he makes room. He cannot resist her. She is innocent,
 humble, and pure—the total opposite of him. She distracts him from all 
of his deep dark secrets. He knows once Mia finds out the things he has 
done and who he truly is, she will never want to look at him again. Deep
 down he knows he must stay away, but he can’t. <br><br>Mia and Marcus 
are heading down a path of love, lies, heartbreak, and betrayal. Can 
their love conquer all, or will the web of deceit be too much to 
overcome?</div>]]></description>
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