HIS BEAUTY HER BEAST
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I didn't get distracted.
Not by beauty. Not by innocence.
And yet, here I was.
Watching her.
Wanting her.
She had no idea that the most dangerous man in Italy had stopped everything just to witness her.
I should have driven away. I should have ignored the strange pull in my chest, the hunger curling in my gut.
But then she laughed.
And I knew I was fucked.
Buckle up for a rollercoaster of chaos, comedy, and a whole lot of WTF just happened moments in HBHB-where love isn't just unexpected, it's absolutely ILLEGAL.
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