Gemini_writes

Deandra Sparks wasn't immune to arrogant male energies especially when it came to a powerful one like this one in front of her. She had read about Andrè Rossi and seen most of his pictures but seeing him in person, she felt she should sue all those photographers for not doing justice to his great beauty. 

Damn. The guy was hot as hell!

He was saying something but Dee was not listening. Her lips fell slightly open as she followed the trail of his lips on the back of her hand. 

  How would those lips feel on hers?

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Andrè Rossi the son of one of America's most influential businessmen, Lukas Rossi, woke up to see a false publication on the media by his ex-girlfriend, accusing him of rape. And now his distraught father whose greatest fear was a bad family reputation had sought to hire the service of a media revamper that would help erase the scandal that his son had plunged them into.

What happens when the feisty, masochist article writer Deandra Sparks comes into the picture? 

Will her flame burn the infamous New York award-winning Casanova? 

Is she willing to quench this fire in him?

And what happens when she is in a struggle between yielding to his soft touches and keeping to her resolution of not mixing business with pleasure?

Alpha King's Tequila

It was Oeter. The last person on this earth supposed to see her in her present state not to mention moaning out Andre's name whioentouching herself. Dean's face was smeared in shame, recoilingbinyi the back of the curtain as her eyes sewred cold fire on him as he stood there also embarrassed to the core.


"I'm sorry, I was missing by the backyard and heard you...whining." He looked down as he spoke. "I thought you were in danger and had to quickly come without knocking in case it was an intruder holding you hostage. I will go now."


"Yes, just leave. And next time listen carefully before running in to form knight." It irked Deandra so so much that he would see her like that. What opinion would he have of her from now?


The door closed gently behind him as he walked out and not long after, the front door followed suit. 


Crying Chloe