Def_not_Rahama

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

<p>My eyes flickered between the busy road ahead and Yavannah's sleeping form, and each glance left me more distracted than the last. She was curled up in the passenger seat, her head resting against the window with her face towards me. Her face was bare, and the freckles that dotted the upper bridge of her nose sparkled in the dim glow of the dashboard lights. I wanted to touch them and see if it would leave an imprint on my skin, but I refrained from doing so. Aside from how stupid that sounded, I didn't have an explanation to give Yavannah if she woke up and found me touching her face like some creep.</p>

Chapter 60 -Stuck in the Middle