Mahogany

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Mahogany Mills has been tethered to Duke since they were teenagers. On paper, they’ve built a life: a marriage, a home, four beautiful children. But behind closed doors, Mahogany is unraveling, bound by history, babies, and the kind of love that’s easier to hold onto than to walk away from. The warmth is gone. Her laughter is quieter. And every day feels like a version of a life she no longer recognizes.

Five years ago, for a brief and stolen moment, she felt something else—something electric and alive—in the arms of a stranger at Pandora’s. She never saw him again. But the memory lingers like perfume on the skin. Not because of him, but because of what he made her feel: wanted, chosen, seen.

She’s spent years searching for that feeling in all the wrong places—through quiet betrayals and hollow choices of her own. But every time, the emptiness echoes louder. And Duke… Duke has secrets of his own—one so heavy, it threatens to collapse everything beneath it.

Mahogany dreams of leaving, of finding herself outside the walls of what they’ve built. But she’s afraid. Afraid of the unknown. Afraid that a life without Duke might be worse than the one she’s already surviving. And afraid that if she chooses herself… she might lose everything.

This isn’t just a story about infidelity or heartbreak—it’s about a woman reckoning with who she is, what she’s worth, and whether the love she’s clung to is still the love that can save her.

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In his new position, as head of the Baptiste family business, Saint faces many challenges. But nothing could have prepared him for the challenges that came with dealing with the alluring, Naoki Childs. She was the insoluble problem his big brother, Jahad, talked about. A problem that couldn’t be handled with a phone call, a meeting, or by simply emptying his clip. Saint thought he’d never be faced with a problem he couldn’t handle, especially where a woman was concerned. But he quickly learned that Naoki wasn’t just some woman. She was much, much more than that.

Naoki was trapped in what felt like a never-ending cycle with the same man. Except, he wasn’t the same man… not exactly anyway. In many ways he was. But in very distinctive ways he wasn’t. Saint Baptiste belonged in a category of his own. He made her feel in ways no man ever had. In ways she vowed to never feel again. But at the end of the night, when she’d awaken to a cold, empty bed, she’d be reminded of the ways in which he was just like the men before. For a while, him being the same didn’t bother her. But when feelings got involved, and she found herself wanting to venture outside of the box she put herself in, things got complicated.