Tempting Playboy
Gia lay bare beneath him in the silver moonlight, her skin soft, golden, and glowing, her dark eyes fixed on his face with complete, absolute trust.
Leo looked down at her, his amber eyes shining with a quiet, fierce devotion. His large hands moved over her body with reverent care—tracing the soft line of her throat, the curve of her waist, the smooth warmth of her thighs. Every touch was firm, deliberate, and filled with a deep, permanent truth.
"I love you, Gia," Leo whispered into the quiet room.
"I love you, Leo," she answered softly, her voice rich with genuine emotion. "Always."