Seducing Luca Delvicchio
When I finally excused myself, his gaze lingered on me as I walked away, and I could feel the weight of it long after I disappeared into the crowd.
As the taxi pulled away from the estate, I exhaled deeply, my pulse still racing. Luca Delvecchio wasn’t just dangerous—he was magnetic. And now, I wasn’t sure if I was playing him or if he was already playing me. The night felt like a dream—sudden, fleeting, and full of sharp edges. The hum of the taxi’s engine had faded into the background as I stared out the window, my mind racing. Luca’s face, the way his eyes held mine, the tension in the air—it was all too much to process. Was he onto me? Did he know something I didn’t? I didn’t know what t
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