for a
ssed tightly over her chest. She hadn't spoken a word since
uca Romano's wife sent
ul, dangerous
ot whatever
y for her, that
ive boutique in Manhattan. The kind of place where th
ffs of his suit. Then, without sparing h
didn'
down, his voice dropping. "Dolce
s, but she swallowed back a re
alls lined with designer gowns, and private
ed in an elegant black dress, app
o, always
"I need somet
ria's face. For her. Like she was
ile clients, didn't ask any unnecessary questions
this wa
her numbly, he
r life com
ing to make ends meet, working long s
married to the most fear
fitting room, where a selection of
ricate lace. Gl
e one screa
a deep red gown, the fabri
d in luxury but imprisoned in a wo
leswoman. "Do I real
rd the entrance of the fitting room. "Mr
wallow
eady kn
eached for the red gown and
-
il in
pped out, Luc
over her, slo
but she refused to show
vet couch, his fingers tapping lazil
her jaw but di
skin, hugging every curve, the
d his head
his tone ma
crossing her arms. "This
height. He reached out, tucking a l
already chan
usly soft, sending a
rce me into this engagement, b
a dark amusem
anything a
omach
cou
sn't ab
about
t co
another piece in
-
ment Party
with New York's elite. Billionaires, politicians,
all of them focused on one t
ers clenched around the glass o
t-charming, composed, an
lt like a porcela
g in a room fu
nd more people approached them,
ere si
wer
th
the chatter, sending
didn't think
harply, her b
hem, a glass of whiskey in hand
ffened b
the room shif
entire crowd sensed the invisibl
ked to Aria. "You look
ed at the familia
ned around his glass.
. "Since when do I
le
Suffo
each other, neither
ing between two storms, both
yes never leaving Luca's. "You really think pu
clenched. "
sandro's gaze-amusement, pe
see abo
rk, he turned and disa
h she didn't realize
is grip on her wrist ti
quickene
angerously low. "I won't
breath
she wasn't sure who scared
was certai
ger just a paw
s the
f them was wi
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