Rose does not like Harry. And Harry does not like Rose. But perhaps the threat of a ruthless brain and a shady corporate conspiracy could change for them. or, at least, could make a stash of Snickers. He was like the moon-- a part of him was always hidden
Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-kno...
- Хари, моля те не си отивай! Имам нужда от теб! Не ме изоставяй. - Не те заслужавам. Аз съм едно нищожество, Ребека. Заслужавам да умра. - каза едва доловимо. - Обичам те и винаги ще те обичам! - това бяха последните му думи преди да затвори очите си. - Живота е като сладолед, Хари, наслаждавай му се преди да се стоп...
"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on...