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We shall probably be late. The restaurant was a small but popular one, with a reputation for excellent food and overlooking the sea. The dining room was crowded but their reserved table had one of the best views. She settled happily into her seat, planning to continue her fantasy that she was dining with a man who loved her as much as she loved him. His eyes were soft in the candle-light, deep dark pools. He smiled across the table and their fingers accidentally brushed, as he poured some water. She assumed that he did not share the feeling that shot through her own fingers like a bolt of electricity when they touched. She tried not to show it later, when heat flooded her already charged bod

Hello readers!!! Just before we begin, it is important to let you all know that this book is a collection of 10 amazing romance stories all by BLAZE NUKKO. The end of each story only leads to the beginning of another love journey. Here is the sequence for the collection: 1. Marrying My Best Friend's Fiancee 2. Pure Lust 3. Mr Handsome's Addiction 4. All For The Baby 5. A Virgin for His Desires 6. Claimed By The Greek Lord

“You’ll come to your senses.” “Don’t count on it,” she hissed. But she knew he would come back. And worse—she knew part of her wanted him to. Not the arrogant businessman. But the heat in his eyes. The promise in his voice. The danger. As the SUV disappeared down the dirt road, Evelyn stood still, heart hammering in her chest, hands trembling slightly with rage—or something close to it. She had just met the man who wanted to take everything from her. And he had looked at her like he wanted to devour her. Trouble had arrived. And his name was Damien Romano. --

My eyes narrowed as he opened it, the rain catching on its surface, darkening the color. “You wanted something words couldn’t describe or show,” he murmured, a small smile spreading over his lips. “So I got you something that says everything I couldn’t.” His voice trailed off as he opened it fully. My breath caught, and I didn’t even realize that I’d stopped breathing until my chest started to ache. And then… he called my name in a voice that was too seductive to ignore. “Olivia June Moretti,” My heart stuttered. “Will you give me the chance to love you the right way by marrying me?”

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I tried again, though the word came out softer than I intended. He didn’t answer. Instead, his lips moved slowly against mine again, lingering this time, and the quiet intensity of the moment made my heart beat wildly against my ribs. His thumb brushed lightly along my jaw. The small gesture sent a shiver down my spine. My fingers curled unconsciously into the fabric of his shirt. For someone who always looked so calm and controlled, Vincenzo kissed like a man who had been starving. When his mouth shifted slightly and his teeth caught my lower lip in a gentle tug, a soft gasp escaped me before I could stop it.

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🌹 A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR 🌹 This is Book Two in the ‘Entangled’ series, and it continues the story after the events of Book One titled—Bound to the Mafia Lord. While you can read this book on its own, I strongly recommend reading Book One first for a clearer understanding of the characters, relationships, history, and events that have already taken place. There are several names and references throughout this book that were introduced in the previous story. But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. 🤭❤️

I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this safe, this whole, this… unbroken. He moved slightly, his arm pulling me closer into the warmth of his body. I could feel the heat of his skin, the beat of his heart against mine. My hair was tangled with his, my cheek resting against the warmth of his chest. The whole experience of waking up like this was like poetry—the quiet, the sunlight, the gentle rhythm of him breathing, and me just being there, with him. He stirred, his voice a murmur in his throat. “Bonjour, mon amour,” he whispered, his lips brushing against the side of my head.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.