Of bullet holes and stories untold

My heart beat fast as his hand hovered over my body, tracing it's way on my skin, burning me in the wake. I winced as I felt a set of teeth clamp gently but forcefully on my ear lobe. 'Please.. I am sorry.' I whispered. 'A gentleman must always keep his word to his lady', he breathed into my neck, smirking like the devil himself. I moaned and laid my head back on his shoulder. 'No kissing, my love. Just touching', he said. 'Touching... And tasting.'

Avery Simmons, a college graduate aspiring to be a writer, takes a two week long trip to Paris with her best friend Samantha DuPont, in search of peace and bliss. Or so it was supposed to be before she finds herself forcefully held in Italy. Counting every second as her last, she wishes to escape from these awful people. But fate has planned an encounter with a man most mysterious, his eyes holding stories she wishes to uncover, his full lips she wishes to devour. An angel in a hellhole and a life saver, is he who he claims to be?

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A/N : This is my first story. I hope you guys love it and take care of it. It's meant for mature audiences and girls who are seeking adventure in their books as I am. Please do vote, comment and follow.