Zambrano

Zambrano

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A classic kidnapping trope, only with dramatic twists and turns that involves the messy love triangle between a nephew, kidnappee and uncle. (No there is no incest) ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "your flight is booked for tomorrow" Romano says in a low whisper I look at him in surprise, unable to read his expression. He doesn't look at me, "you're unhappy. " "you fly me 38 hours across the world, in private jets, escort cars, $20,000 dresses and lingerie, keeping me in this cold, luxury mansion, alone, you're nowhere to be found with you being the only person I thought I knew and take me to prestige events at which I don't even know my purpose. Romano," I take a step closer to his face "why am I here." "this is-" "-please don't lie to m-" "-it's yours. This? Is all yours." •••••••••••••••
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『 𝙉𝙊 𝘿𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙏 』 What happens when a 22-year old lands a job in a restaurant, and meets the owner's son. Excerpt from book: 《 His voice was low, raspy, laced with something of desire, maybe, but all I could hear was lust of the most unchaste kind. "You know, you drive me crazy,... so fucking insane. And it might just be my madness talking, but I have a feeling you want me." He approached, closing the gap between our two bodies. I tried taking a step back, but only felt the cold kitchen counter against my warm trembling palms. "Do you want me, dolcezza?" He whispered against my ear as his hands found their way to my waist. The heat between my legs was insufferable, and my pounding heart drummed against the walls of my chest. In my head, it was clear, I wanted him, but him, of all people? He lowered his hands to my hips and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I let out a shaky breath, that came out as a soft moan. Shit. "Then be a good girl, and say it." 》 ❦❦❦ Read trigger warnings first. I do NOT own any of the pictures or the music displayed in this book. Highest rankings: #1 in blackwoman #1 in trend #1 in slowburn #1 in forbidden #1 in trending #1 in blackgirl #1 in vote

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