Elisabeth Mariani's artistic prowess propels her towards the realm of fame and recognition, leading her to the vibrant streets of New York City. Her infectious smile illuminates the world around her, but amidst her discerning eye for flawed brushstrokes, she remains oblivious to the man who appears as her confidant. He observes her. He guards her. Raffaele Ramirez is a ghost. Everyone is eager to finally catch a glimpse of the new billionaire's face. As the newly anointed boss of the powerful Italian Ramirez family, the weight of responsibilities overwhelms him, leaving him no choice but to ignore everything. Yet, concealed within his seclusion, he keenly observes. His watchful eyes fixate upon a beautiful woman. A woman who holds the potential to aid him in his duties. ❁✰❀✰❁✰❀✰❁ A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of Raffaele's lips. "Do you know what I want to do right now?" "I want to bend you over this table," he confessed, his words dripping with unspoken promises. A tantalizing pause hung between us. "And then," he continued, his voice husky, "I would tear this flimsy excuse of a skirt from your body." My eyes widened, silently urging him to continue. "I would make every single one of these men watch," he declared with a dangerous edge, his gaze promising retribution. "And afterward, I would kill them all for daring to lay their eyes upon you." ❁✰❀✰❁✰❀✰❁ PLEASE FOLLOW authorjcboehme ON INSTAGRAM! © 2022 - 2024 JB. All Rights Reserved. The pictures in this story do not belong to me. The rights are reserved by the owner - Pinterest. WARNING: This story contains strong language, violence and other mature content.
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