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He was her stepbrother’s best friend. She was his obsession long before she knew it.
Yasmin should’ve known better.
A wedding weekend. A luxury hotel. A dress that clings too tight. And him—Luca Ferrara. Gorgeous, unreadable, and entirely off-limits.
He’s Daisy’s stepbrother. She has a boyfriend. This was supposed to be one drink.
But one drink turns into one touch. One touch turns into one night. And one night turns into something she can’t undo.
Now Yasmin’s skin still smells like him. Her body still aches for more. And her heart—god help her—might never recover.
Told from Yasmin’s perspective, this novella revisits the iconic spiral of The Wallflower series with raw sensuality, brutal tenderness, and the kind of intimacy that unravels you from the inside out.
For readers of The Wallflower who thought they could handle Luca Ferrara—this is your warning. He doesn’t just touch. He claims.



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