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I sucked all the air around me, this visual was too steamy for me to watch. I could not believe he actually had the balls to send this to me. Dante- Imagine me doing this to you, taking you right there at your working table babe. I could imagine him smirking just by reading his text. How dare he? We were partners to the multimillionaire company, doesn't he know not to mix business with pleasure. Idiot. Dante Demencio was the man women wanted in their dreams every night. His one look would make people skip a heartbeat but his eyes were set for one woman- Alessa Carlos. Alessa was the deadliest combination of beauty mixed with wittiest brains but Dante knew how to push her buttons. Dante was the scrawny kid next-door who had transformed into a calvin klein model body she would never fall for him. Well that's what she thought at least. What happens when Alessa drunk text Dante to talk dirty to her. Will family business turn into romance or will long livebridges be burned down?
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Camila: I am so done with gorgeous men, I fell for one a long time ago and paid with my heart. I thought he loved me until I figured he couldn't stand my body and I was just a free place to live. I don't have time for games, I need to stay focused. Dante: I come from a family of means, but, I am just a regular man, I work 9 to 5. I actually enjoy working with all the "little people" I feel respected with them. I have recently woken up from a long sleep, I didn't even know a person could break your control the way she did it to me. She refuses to take my shit, and I love her all the more for it. -and when I inhaled again, I could smell HER, fuck, something citrusy and sweet. Delicious, I wondered if her lips would taste as good as she smelled. Her full peach colored lips beckoned me for a sampling. My mouth began to water. I looked back up to her eyes and time seemed to stand still, holy shit! That actually happens?! and as I gazed into her eyes, I felt something shift, I felt like my soul was on full display for her to unravel. And in her eyes, I saw a story, a story I very much would like to know about. Her eyes were like dark pools of chocolate coaxing me to take a dive. And I very much wanted to take the plunge and drown in them. She started to lean closer to me but stopped when I opened my stupid mouth said the last thought I'd had, "Impressive, did your man teach you how to work on his car?" Obviously, it was not what she waited for me to say at that moment and whatever connection had began was just as quickly DISconnected , because she gave me, what I'm assuming was supposed to be a death glare, but really she just managed to look cute with her little nose scrunched up. "Ex-cuse me!?" she almost yelled, she looked hurt. Oh damn, "What?" Shit, I had been drooling so much over her scent that my mouth didn't process the words through my brain before releasing.

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