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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

Fear wasn't an emotion I had felt in a long time. I had grown to realize that it wasn't necessary and could be avoided, but as I stared down at her motionless figure, all I felt was fear—the kind that numbs your senses and leaves you with immobile limbs.

I remember the exact second everything shifted. One minute, I was watching her with bated breath, a mixture of pride and anticipation hanging in the air.

Her hand hovered above the microphone for just a moment too long. Something in the way her body tensed—an almost imperceptible pause—sent a chill down my spine. Before I could even process what was happening, it hit.

It surged through her like a live wire, and her entire body jerked violently, her back arching as the current took over. My heart stopped.

"Yavannah!" Yaskier yelled out in panic from beside me, rising to his feet immediately.

Chapter 35-A Surge of Fear