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SIERRASlowly, I turned.Alessandro was leaning against the marble counter, his tie loosened and the top buttons of his shirt undone. He looked less like a billionaire investor and more like the wolf I had married. Dangerous, hungry, and pushed to his absolute limit."Mr. Montrego," I steady my voice despite the earthquake happening inside me. "I believe our business concluded at the office. Trespassing and following a woman home is a crime in this country."He crossed the distance between us in three strides until he pinned against the door. He didn't use force, but his presence was a cage. He leaned down, brushing his lips against my ear with his hot breath and scent of expensive scotch and suppressed rage."You want to write a new man into your book?" he hissed as his palm flat at the door beside my head. "You want to let that... architect... take you home? You’re playing with fire, Sierra, and you’ve forgotten how easily I can burn the whole world down just to keep you in the

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SIERRA"Forgive me, cara mia. I need you. I'm afraid of what I'll become if I lose you...""I'm not going anywhere." My skin tingled beneath the restless glide of his hands on my back. "I'm right here. No more running." He paused, his breath gusting harshly against my lips. Then he tilted his head and sealed his mouth over mine. My body responded to the gentle coaxing of his kiss. I arched into him without volition, pulling him closer.He cupped my breasts in his hands, kneading them, circling the pads of his thumbs over my nipples until they peaked and ached. I moaned in hunger and longing for his touch.He took off his shirt while I unbuckled his belt and slid my hand into his pants. He quickly swelled and thickened as I tentatively stroked him from root to tip. His lips wrapped around my nipple, his cheeks hollowing slowly, his seduction subdued. The tender suckling felt so good I gasped and arched into his hand. He caressed my side from breast to hip and back again, over and ove

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SIERRAThe morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of my bedroom, painting the walls in a soft, golden glow I hadn't noticed in over a year. I reached out instinctively, my hand searching for the warmth of his body, but the silk sheets were cool.My heart dipped for a split second until I saw a small, cream-colored slip of paper resting on his pillow.I snatched it up, my fingers trembling. ‘Buongiorno, cara mia.’Three words. Just three words in that sharp, elegant script I knew better than my own signature. I pressed the note to my lips, breathing in the lingering scent of sandalwood and skin that still clung to the fabric. He had been here. It wasn't a dream born of grief or a hallucination caused by exhaustion. He was real, he was alive, and he had been in my arms.The fury that had burned in me yesterday had evaporated, replaced by a calm, settled certainty. I wasn't a fool. I knew the world he moved in. If he were playing the part of being an investor to build a fo

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SIERRAI pushed gently against his chest, though I didn't move an inch. "I have a book to write, Alessandro. A very happy, very romantic book that is going to cost you a fortune in marketing.""Write whatever you want, cara mia," his voice softened as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Buy the whole world if it makes you smile. Just make sure that in every chapter, she belongs to him."I leaned into him, letting the heat of his body anchor me to the present. "I'll think about it. But I might make him work for it. He did make me boil in fury, after all."He let out a low chuckle, his thumbs tracing circles on my hips. "I believe I paid for that in bruises last night. You have a very violent way of showing your affection.""You haven't seen anything yet," I whispered, my fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.“I want to see anything, my love.”A small smile crossed my lips. “Like what?”“Like you…with a little one…” he bumped his nose with mine.My toes curled

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