Water vs Blood

In a world of predictable stories, this particular one is anything but...

Daphne Jackson, unemployed and unmarried, was forced into a nuisance. And as headstrong as she can be, she was in no control over what dangers she might have been tangled into.

Aurelio Romano's rather ominous business forced him into New York, but because of his nationality he could get caught and deported back to Italy. He goes to immense measures to ensure his cover of innocence and security.

As Daphne get's more and more involved, hidden mysteries become solved and the ugly truth surfaces.

A powerful Mafia leader and a pertinacious young woman. What could possibly go wrong?

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Daphne sucked a breath when she found herself trapped underneath the big muscular Aurelio. He looked her deep into the eyes and bend down lower into her neck. "This is what you wanted, yes?"

She shivered underneath his weight and lifted her hands up to his chest. Suddenly the playful mood in her was all gone.

His hand rubbed her thigh up to her hip, and it didn't help that she was in very short shorts and her shirt had ridden up halfway in the fuss.

She felt his... every ...touch.

Oh, how she had the urge to kiss the man right now, but she couldn't move. She had never been in this situation with a guy.
He looked at her, like really looked at her. It felt to Daphne like he was staring into her soul. What was he going to do now that he had her trapped? "You have my attention Daphne. Now what?"