His To Possess
' and she remembers telling him not to.
Her stomach twisted. She never imagined he’d actually… no, he wouldn’t. Would he?
She rubbed her hands together, her palms damp with sweat. It was probably a coincidence. Just bad timing. She kept telling herself that, over and over, hoping she’d start to believe it. But the thought wouldn’t leave her alone. Rico wasn’t just some rich man, he was Rico De Romano.
His name was whispered in streets, clubs and even underground tunnels. And people like him didn’t ask twice when they wanted something done.