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My tripto New York has nothing to do with pleasure. But then my eyes meet Mr. Bianchi's, and our stare holds like an intimate embrace.
A man with a towering frame and hypnotic eyes.
A man who knows how to conquer a woman.
A man speaking to my body without words.
I agree to one night.
Not knowing he’s a billionaire alpha bad boy.
Not knowing he’s a notorious mob boss.
Not knowing his enemies want me to get to him.
I came to New York City to get a promotion. But I realize that our love may be the only thing that can save us both.
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SNEAK PEEK
PROTECTED BY A MAFIA BOSS
"Excuse me."I wave a hand to get the bartender’s attention as the unprecedented state of arousal threatens to send me across the room. But I resist.
“Yes, ma’am. Would you like a refill?”
“No, thank you. Do you know that man?" I rudely point at the man that’s held my attention all night. His attention that’s kept me captive. His attention has me twisting in my seat. And I must know his name.
The bartender, a guy in his early twenties, looks up and notices the man sitting at a secluded table.
"The gentleman in the suit?"
“Mmhmm.” I exhale, breathless.
"That's Mr. Bianchi.”
My eyes lock with Mr. Bianchi, held by a gaze that feels like an embrace. His emerald eyes are intoxicatingly alluring, and I feel a fluttering in my stomach as I bask in his presence.
I'm unable to look away from the handsome stranger, admiring his bold posture and unwavering conviction. This feeling of desire is foreign but thrilling.
The bartender answered as if that’s all I need to know. But the name, Bianchi, doesn’t sound familiar. "Has he been here before?"
“Yes, ma’am. He’s a regular.” The bartender cleans the bar in front of me and walks away to help another customer.
“Mr. Bianchi,” I whisper, to feel the words vibrate through my body.
I take a sip of the ice water, hoping I don’t have lipstick on my teeth. But Mr. Bianchi’s gaze isn’t a casual,Girl, you got lipstick on your teeth. It’s…
“Desire.” My eyes pop up and his gaze demands my attention. The pounding of my heart reverberates through my chest. My mind screams for me to control my body, but even my grip around my legs can't prevent the heat emanating from between them, drenching my panties with anticipation.
I nervously fluff my curls. Is this a game? I’ve never had a man look at me so…intensely.
Woman the fuck up! You’re an attractive woman sitting in the bar of a five-star restaurant. Let him stare.
