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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

A small smile decorated my lips as I stared at the text displayed on my phone screen. I had sent Yavannah a text this morning to ask her if she was okay, and she replied quite sweetly, even sending a heart and sparkle emoji.

I wanted this meeting to be over so I could find an excuse to go to Viva La Vida and see her. I wanted to see her face so badly. Well, not technically spy—it's my building after all. I can do whatever I want.

"Yavannah, what are you doing here?" I heard Sandro's voice call out, surprise lacing his tone. My heart rate immediately spiked as I looked up, searching across the room for her slender silhouette.

My vision was greeted with nothing but the wide expanse of the meeting table and a large screen displaying a PowerPoint presentation.

A scowl made its way to my face as I turned to look at his smug and proud expression. Yaskier chuckled from where he sat, reaching out to give Sandro a high-five.

Chapter 29 - Sandro's First Love