"Kali Heinna Miranda." He breathed slowly, wearing the same dangerously sexy smirk as her name rolled out his tongue like melting dark chocolate.
God, when did her name sound so sexy? Only now that this man pronounced it!
"Men in Colors, you say?" One perfect brow cocked, his tone dark yet playful and he never let go of her hand yet.
"Y- Yes, Mr. Alcor." She was starting to hyperventilate with his penetrating way of gazing. God help her!
"Yes, I'm most certainly a man in color." He breathed, his grip on her hand tightened, lifting it up to his sinful lips she could feel his warm heavy breath on her knuckles. "'Cause I definitely love the way your pale skin turns red for me, honey."
Oh shit!
"And it's undeniably turnin' me on." He murmured, his soft lips touched her knuckles as he spoke and her body was treacherously in burning heat his smile grew darker when he felt it.
Yes, this man was a danger personified.
So successful...
So young...
So dangerously good looking...
And very much married.
Italian secret agent Vexen Bellucci ran away from her fiancé, adamantly refusing to marry him. She did not expect that escaping to the Philippines will lead her to a mysterious man named Death Ferrante--only to find out that he's in fact her fiancé's stepbrother and he's intent to punish her!
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Despite following all of her father's orders her whole life, Vexen Bellucci has decided on her bottom line--and that is marrying someone she didn't love. This made her run away to the Philippines, a country that her father would never think of as her hiding place. Just when she thought that she's finally having a shot at a peaceful life, then came Death Ferrante--a guy with mismatched eyes, who easily captured her heart. But with the truth hunting them down and their lives depending on a human chess game, will Vexen and Death ever get the happy ending that they are hoping for? Or will they continue living in chaos, just like from the start?
Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish.