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Kyle Anderson had an uneventful life that had fallen into a perfect routine of work, friends, and video games. It was just the way he had wanted it to be. After working tirelessly for a decade as a lawyer, he was finally ready to taste the sweet nectar of fame as he established a name for himself in his law firm. He had had his fair share of surfing through the tides of life. Now after three breakups and having no more unbroken piece of heart to offer for someone to stamp and shatter, he was quite happy with how things were in his life. Until an absolute jerk with an arrogant smirk, who Kyle likes to describe as the Satan incarnate, steps into his life in the form of his archenemy on a lawsuit. Kyle should hate Mew Suppasit for making his life a living hell. He should punch the living daylights out of the opponent lawyer for irritating him to the core at every turn he takes. Truth be told, he did. But those baby blue eyes perched high on a six feet-two-frame of devilish handsomeness turns Kyle into a confused mess with contradicting feelings, every time he is met with them. Kyle feels hot and cold at the same time that pulls his conscience in two different directions like a scoop of vanilla ice-cream on a platter of sizzling hot brownies. Yet the sinful moan that the delirious feeling elicits every time he is touched has become a guilty pleasure that he had willingly succumbed to. He had yielded to the feeling enough to throw his moral compass into the flaming pits of hell and offer his body to the Devil himself. But Life doesn't remain that simple, does it? All hell breaks loose when Kyle starts to yearn for more, which is not just the euphoric bliss that Mew has to offer. Kyle longs for a place in Mew's heart when he has no idea if there is any. With all his friends' life morphing into an ugly drama with a thriller chase and blaring guns, Kyle is overwhelmed by the turn of events that plunges his brain into a dizzy ride in a giant wheel. *Being updated weekly*
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