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Donovan Carver tugged at the collar of his crisp, white linen shirt as he surveyed the scene before him. Anchored just off the coast, his friend Encore's lavish yacht was the epitome of opulence - a floating palace complete with a full bar, dance floor, and more beautiful women than one man could possibly hope to entertain. 

As the CEO of a multi-billion dollar tech empire, Donovan was no stranger to such extravagant affairs. But tonight, his mind was not on business deals or his criminal exploits as the head of the most powerful crime syndicate on the East Coast. No, his attention was solely focused on the vision of the woman who had just emerged from below deck.

She was unlike any woman he had ever encountered - tall, with skin the color of rich mahogany and eyes that burned with an intensity that made his pulse quicken. Her thick, dark curls tumbled over her shoulders and her full lips were painted a deep crimson. There was a fire in her, a spiritedness that called to him in a way he couldn't quite explain.

Donovan felt a primal stirring within him as he watched her scan the room, her gaze settling on him for the briefest of moments before moving on. There was a fire in her, a spiritedness that called to him. He had to know her, had to possess her. 

With a casual nod to his right-hand man, Donovan downed the last of his scotch and set off to make his move. No one denied Donovan Carver what he wanted - and he wanted this woman, body Anne soul

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