A Pet for the Mafia Dons
The long lashes fluttered as she lifted her lids to stare outside; the slope of her nose, the curve of her full lips, and her cheek…She was like a porcelain statue, standing there, rigid with tension but so achingly beautiful, he felt his heart swell with love for Bianca.
He loved her, he knew he loved her more than she loved him; but it was something he had grown to accept. Wen Bianca looked at the charming, rakish Irishman; she wore a totally different expression, one of such adoration, that he felt his breath hitch. But she never blatantly showed any difference between her Masters. On the other hand, she clung more to St Just, possibly to make up for her subconscious guilt, he sometimes m
인기 회차