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If there was anything Adonis Vivaldi thought would tame him, it definitely wasn't matters of the heart. But when he meets a certain sweet and fiesty red head, All manner of control and restraint seems to chalk out of the picture.

Fresh out of college, Yavannah Constantine moves to Italy to stay with her brother only to find herself under the sensuous and unnerving gaze of her brothers boss. She cannot explain neither can she deny her bodies reaction to this irresistible man.

A unplanned encounter causing a spark that would burn for years or would the mischievous and sly hand of fate douse what was yet to bloom.

His Saving grace

The event finally rolled to an end, and the guests began to troop out, their laughter and chatter slowly fading into the night. The hall, once filled with anticipation and music, now stood quiet and empty. The team gathered for a little after-party, a tradition they always looked forward to after such events.

We settled into a smaller, more intimate room, the atmosphere relaxed and jovial. Bottles of wine and glasses cluttered the tables as we all found our places. Someone suggested a game of truth or dare, and the idea was met with enthusiastic agreement.

As the game progressed, laughter filled the room. People shared secrets, performed silly dares, and the camaraderie of the team shone through. Yavannah, radiant and flushed with excitement, participated with a lively spirit that was infectious. She was the heart of the party, her laughter lighting up the room.

"Dare". Yaskier yelled in reply to Yavannah's question.

Chapter 20. -Sankier