WARNING: MATURE CONTENT|R18|SLIGHT BDSM
This had got to be a dream.
Because there was no way in hell Declan 'The Bull' Rinaldo was standing in front of me in nothing but low-slung jeans and white fluffy towel draped over his broad muscular shoulder.
Had I mentioned he was half-naked?
Of all the people in this small slice of San Isidro, Alaminos, bakit si Declan ang natagpuan ko rito sa maliit na cabin sa may kakahuyan?
Dear Lord, I swore I wasn't stalking him. Sure, I stalked him online, but not in real life!
Sure I had thousands of pictures of him in my phone. I had thousands more stored in the cloud, too. Magazine covers, billboard photos, paparazzi shots-the one where he wore nothing but underwear... And when I watched those adult videos, I would sometimes imagine the man was Declan, too...
Still aching from her internet ex-boyfriend's scam, Tamitha finds herself in deep trouble when she meets Roosevelt Sanvictores, the man in the photos her ex pretended to be. She knows that he's off-limits, but when circumstances keep bringing them together, maybe fate's got other plans.
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After getting drunk from a stupid mistake, Swan Tamitha Dominica wakes up in a room that's not hers, stark naked. As she tries to move forward from the humiliating one-night stand, she comes face-to-face with the man whose photo her internet boyfriend used to scam her. The man is Roosevelt Sanvictores, a handsome billionaire and it's not difficult to like him--only if he's not off limits. Determined not to fall for him, Tamitha puts up her walls. But when her heart screams to tear her walls down and she discovers the past she shared with Roosevelt, will she finally listen to her heart?
Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish.