BUTTERFLY LOVE

BUTTERFLY LOVE

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Anastasia Gagarina A girl with a kind soul and a wise mind. Always keeping herself on the ground. Trying her best to become a psychologist and getting her past away parents proud. Nathaniel Hawthorne A balle dancer with butterfly tattoos that catch the eye of the brunette Russian girl. Trying to be the best dancer and to stay away from Anastasia is not easy. But the project she gets for her university to go to his balle school and go through sessions with the dancers is far from his liking. He wants her far away because she reminds him of one of the butterflies on his chest. And she wants him close to her because he reminds her of one of the butterflies from her lovely garden at home. Butterflies are flying everywhere. Can they recognise eachother again?
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Everything was set up for Harriet Scavo. Her life, her career and her love life. Everyone envied her-and for a good reason. Parents are rich, the kid comes out even richer. But Harriet not only faced competition, she faced problems. It all started with one simple mistake that Nathaniel Russo did, and he had to pay for. When you're the one playing, can you shift the cards around? ____ His mouth traveled along my jaw, down the column of my neck, each kiss searing into me, marking me as his. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, aching for more, for everything. His hands skimmed over my sides, exploring, claiming, igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both. "Nathaniel," I breathed, his name a prayer, a plea. He paused, his forehead resting against mine, his chest rising and falling with unsteady restraint. "Tell me to stop," he whispered, his voice thick, husky. "And I will." I met his gaze, my heart pounding as I reached for him, pulling him down into another searing kiss. "Don't stop."

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