For Your Heart

For Your Heart

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Tally Sky was only nineteen, when she poured Leonardo Abello's Coffee, she worked three jobs and took care of her siblings and sick uncle. She never asked for anything from anyone, but then he looked up at her with empty icied over blue eyes she could feel pain in them and the devil charm smile he put on to hide it. She knew then she was in love, but Tally didn't have a clue what it meant to love a man like Leonardo. For the picture he painted wasn't all pretty.
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To save her family from ruin, Ally agrees herself as a maid to Dante, a cold and powerful Mafia lord her father owes a dangerous debt. What begins as a desperate sacrifice slowly turns into a tangled web of secrets, and forbidden desire-where duty clashes with a love neither of them expected. Snippet; Dante's gaze locked onto mine, and for a moment, everything else disappeared. There was no staff, no house, no duties. Just us. "I mean..." He paused, taking a step closer, and this time, he didn't hesitate. His hand lifted to my face, his thumb tracing my jawline, soft and slow. "You mean everything," he said, his voice thick, rough. "And I'm done pretending that I don't feel it." I gasped, the words hitting me harder than I expected. It wasn't just the kiss now. It was the admission. The truth hanging in the air between us. His feelings-his real feelings. I didn't know what to say. Didn't know if I should say anything at all. But then, before I could even blink, his lips were on mine again. This time, there was no hesitation. No pulling back. Just him, taking what he wanted. And I couldn't stop myself from wanting it too.

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