The Tycoon’s Temptress - Red Flower’s Chase
A stargazed hush, a velvet sky,
An oasis mirage where dreams run high.
The stars, they whisper, the lovers confess—
Will fate decide where their souls coalesce?
As passion blooms, a desert flower,
Its thirst alone could bend men’s power.
Deep in the dark where secrets sigh,
In silken nights, the answers lie.’
“Here, take a bite,” Raffaele said, feeding me by hand—grilled shrimp skewers marinated in lemon, coriander, and garlic, plated with citrus slices and scattered rose petals.
I took it, lips brushing the shrimp as I eyed him.
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