Incontri sotto le stelle

Incontri sotto le stelle

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Sara Harris era una ragazza molto riservata e qualche volta scontrosa; da qualche anno si era trasferita a Londra con suo padre, subito dopo il divorzio dei genitori e da un po' di tempo a quella parte Sara aveva scoperto un nuovo posto. Aveva l'abitudine di rifugiarsi, quasi ogni sera, sul tetto di un hotel a cinque stelle, le piaceva ogni tanto starsene li per conto proprio a pensare oppure disegnare; passava le ore della notte seduta su quel tetto da sola e non a caso era il suo posto preferito. Un giorno un incontro inaspettato cambiò per sempre le sue abitudini, i suoi pensieri...la sua vita.
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When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed. Strictly professional. What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature. With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama. Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all? __________________________________ He didn't speak. He never spoke. I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking. He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off. His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard. I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was. ... And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet. I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else. Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer. He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address. The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess. When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me. Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.

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