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I signaled and skidded to a stop in a secluded alley, the engine purring beneath me. I sighed and turned back to face Andrea, my gaze lingering on her lips, I know I shouldn't look at her like I want to explore every inch of her, but I really can't help it. There was a tension between them, a magnetic pull that neither could deny, despite their sworn allegiances to rival families.
"Andrea," I murmured, his voice rough with restrained desire. "I should let you go. This can't happen."
She lifted her chin defiantly, meeting my gaze with equal confidence. "Maybe it's time we stopped pretending," she whispered, her voice betraying her own ego. "I've seen the way you look at me, Alexander-"
I hesitated holding a strand of her hair back from her face. "You know the risks," I warned softly, I searched her eyes for any hesitation. My heart skipped a beat when all that i saw were her perfect ember eyes looking up at me.
"I don't care," she breathed, leaning closer until their lips were mere inches apart, the heat of their proximity sending sparks flying. And then, finally, our lips met in a kiss that was as fierce and turbulent as the underworld that bound them apart.
It was a kiss filled with pent-up frustration, of forbidden attraction, of danger and desire intertwined. I felt her gripping onto my hair, pulling me closer as I deepened the kiss, the desire to be as close to her as possibly controlling me. I knew I couldn't keep her here forever.
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Bound by Loyalty Bound by Love
Storie d'amoreAlexander is the don of the Italian Mafia. He's know to be rude and every move of his is calculated. So what happens after the threat known as Andrea Queen of the Greek Mafia comes around and messes up his plans? Can alexandar and andrea truly be...
