LOGINBasilio DiLustro. Charming. Deadly. A monster dressed in a three-piece-suit. Wynter Star. Realist with the most romantic of hearts, hiding it all under her ice princess fame. The two were never meant to cross paths. When they do, worlds collide and volcanoes erupt. Basilio makes her feel everything when she’s with him. Protected. Loved. Desired. Every monster has a weakness. She’s his. His obsession. His addiction. His only salvation. Theirs is a love twisted with secrets and tainted by lies. And when history comes knocking, it could shatter everything.
View MoreThe doors of my red Jeep were all off and I regretted it now. Because I was a mess and in his full view. Soot marks were on my legs and my snug white shorts weren’t so white anymore. My soot stained pink off-the-shoulder blouse was sheer, giving a glimpse of my pink bra.Though it seemed he liked what he saw. His gaze felt like a warm breeze over my bare skin and heat rushed to my cheeks. The moment barely lasted a second, but it felt like long minutes. My brain furiously worked up an idea.“What is it, Wynter?” Davina asked, her eyes behind me, following the man that invaded my dreams and thoughts for the past three months.“I- I have an idea,” I mumbled. Though I wasn’t sure whether it was a good or bad idea.“What?”Without delay, before he got too far away, I spun the wheel. The tires screeched and I made a sharp U-turn in the middle of the city, violating multiple traffic laws. Speeding up, I passed two cars, before we found ourselves behind the black McLaren.I bet he’d know how
WynterTHREE MONTHS LATER We sat in my Jeep in the parking lot of Whole Foods on the Upper West Side in New York. The top was down, the May breeze blowing, and it was a welcomed reprieve. I was fuming on the inside, like flames licking at my skin. Ironic really given our current situation.We just meant to go get Davina’s stuff while Garrett, her now ex-boyfriend, was still at work. Unfortunately, Juliette went all rogue and Ivy clumsily dropped a match on his alcohol soaked rug.I could scream at them, but it wouldn’t do me any good. I was just as guilty as they were.I pressed my head against the steering wheel, regret and hindsight plaguing me. It was so damn stupid. I should have known better. Now Davina’s ex-boyfriend’s entire goddamn house had burned down. We were lucky the entire neighborhood didn’t go up in flames.Soot marred my cheek and my clothes, but I was too tired to keep rubbing it off. It seemed like I cleaned one spot and another would appear. Like a damn disease.
Basilio The petite, slim body landed in my arms and a light flowery scent hit my nostrils as her long, blond curls brushed across my face. Surprisingly, her body was all lean muscles. Strong with the most amazing ass I had ever seen on a woman.She twisted around, her body brushing against my three-piece-suit as if she needed to see who just saved her precious legs. She had nicely shaped legs, but it was her face with those light green eyes that hit me right in the chest. An angel stared at me with long golden curls, glowing like a star. But it was nothing compared to her eyes. They were big, almond shaped, and brilliant. Shining like light emeralds with flecks of gold in their depths.Chest-to-chest, when our eyes connected, the world stopped turning for a fraction of a heartbeat. We watched each other, and I was certain from that moment, nothing would ever be the same.Her luscious red lips curved into a smile as she tilted her head.“I guess I owe you five hundred bucks,” she sa
WynterFOUR MONTHS EARLIER “This is a girls’ night,” Juliette complained, glaring angrily at me. “Stay.”I shook my head. I didn’t have the luxury of wasting time. Theoretically, I should be in California right now, vigorously training every damn day with Derek. I was a champion in singles figure skating, but couples skating was new to me. My mother had been an up and coming figure skater but having a child and knee injury cut her career very short. She had skated with my father, but I knew very little of him. She never said anything about him except that she trusted him on the ice. I guess that was all that mattered to her.For me, trust came harder. Trusting someone to catch me after throwing me in the air took some getting used to. My instinct wanted me to land on my feet rather than rely on Derek, my skating partner, to catch me. I was used to relying on my own strength and confidence to fly through the air, jump, and skate on the ice with speed and precision.Figure skating. I






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