Remembering Luca
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Last published Thu, Jun 1, 2017
She gasped as he took a step forward, leaning in closer, lips almost touching as he murmur a foreign language she couldn't understand.
"What are you doing?" She asked with her voice faltering, unable to calm herself down.
She gazed into his dilated obsidian orbs and his prominent smirk, "Hmm.. what do you think I am doing?" His hot breathe fanned against her ears, making her breathing uneven, heart pounding against her chest.
"I'm mad at you!" She hissed in protest, but he cupped her chin and slammed his lips against hers. Making him moan in pleasure.
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Three years ago, Adélaide De Féo got involved in an accident that stole four years worth of her memory. Including her relationship with Luca Moretti that ended after a year because of his infedility with her own best friend. At the present time, she met Luca's older brother, Armani Moretti. Despite of being great companions three years ago, he acted as if they were strangers to avoid straining her brain.
As the two started to be fond with each other's company, they stumble upon new obstacles in life which made Armani realize that her, remembering Luca can only be the key to solve the problems of the present time.
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