Bittersweet Perfection

Bittersweet Perfection

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"Do you know what your name means in Greek Alina?" He asks me as his hand sneaks around my waist, drawing me in closer My breath hitches, trying to find the words without fumbling, "My father used to call me his light." I answer, my words coming out in a breath, shifting under his weight, pressing myself against him. His eye meets mine, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear before replying, " you are my light Alina, you will always be my light." His lips connecting to mine, and I feel at peace, like I'm home. -- Alina Harris, quick witted, stubborn, beautiful, innocent when it comes to things she doesn't understand. Starting a new life, new home, no baggage, free. Yet how free can you be when secrets follow. Colden Aldaine. Arrogant, powerful, self-righteous, always wanting to make something that isn't his, his. -- But when Colden offers Alina a proposition that could save her life, how could she refuse ? She'll have to make decisions that go beyond her imagination and bend boundaries that has been placed her whole life. A new adjustment is hard when the person your living with you absolutely hate.. sort of.
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* His hot breath fans my neck as he presses an open mouth kiss there "Walking away just like that huh Mrs Bernardi?" He brings his face up touching his forehead with mine His hooded eyes on me then on my lips "Then I guess you really are weak" He says provoking me. I clench my jaw glaring at him "Fuck you" I try to hit his chest to remove myself from his hold but I couldn't, his grip was too strong that I couldn't even move "Let. Me. Go" I grit my teeth glaring at him "Why?" He mumbles in a mocking tone as he kisses my cheek trailing down to my jaw biting down there I gasp "Afraid that you'll fall in love?" He flickers his gaze to mine, His eyes were hooded A smirk touches his lips We stay there looking in each other's eyes, his forehead stays connected with mine, His lips merely inches away from mine but he don't kiss me, He just.... Stays there. We stay lost in our haze when I speak "It will destroy us" I say whisper still caught in trance while looking in his eyes "You and me both" I whisper to him "Does it matter?" He mutters and I barely heard him before he finally closes the distance between us by pressing his lips on mine -------------------- Luca Bernardi, heir to the ruthless Italian mafia, rules with cold precision and an iron fist. Alisa Vernost, the fiery sister of his sworn enemy, is everything he shouldn't want yet everything he can't resist. Bound by a marriage neither chose, their worlds collide in a storm of hate, power, and forbidden desire. Every glance ignites fury. Every touch blurs the line between love and war. Enemies by blood. Lovers by fate. Will their hatred consume them... or will surrender destroy them both? STRITCLY FOR ADULT READERS ONLY 18+

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