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Sweet Trouble From Georgia
She cleans the hotel-day, night, and any shift they throw at her. On her rare days off, she scrubs his mansion too. He shouldn't notice her. But he does. Sarah is exhausted-juggling too many shifts, barely holding it together. But she's got dreams and bills, and no time for men with sculpted jawlines and unreadable eyes. Travis owns the mansion she cleans. Cold. Private. Gorgeous enough to make women forget how to breathe. He's not supposed to remember the girl with a mop and tired eyes. But he does. And when her quiet hands touch the edges of his world-when he starts offering coffee, lingering glances, and questions that feel too close-something begins to unravel. Softly. Steadily. Hot enough to burn. She shouldn't want him. He shouldn't want her. But in the hush of empty halls and the flicker of broken lights... rules start to blur. A rich, soul-deep slow burn full of tension, stolen moments, and simmering heat-where love blooms in the quiet, and desire crackles like fire beneath the surface.