His Saving grace
If there was anything Adonis Vivaldi thought would tame him, it definitely wasn't matters of the heart. But when he meets a certain sweet and fiesty red head, All manner of control and restraint seems to chalk out of the picture. Fresh out of college, Yavannah Constantine moves to Italy to stay with her brother only to find herself under the sensuous and unnerving gaze of her brothers boss. She cannot explain neither can she deny her bodies reaction to this irresistible man. A unplanned encounter causing a spark that would burn for years or would the mischievous and sly hand of fate douse what was yet to bloom.
Chapter 70- Stay.
Yavannah Constantine
Like always, for the past few weeks, i awoke in Adonis's embrace, his arms wrapped so tightly around me like I was a fugitive planning to escape. I didn't mind. Matter of fact, I loved it. It was so comfortable. I nestled closer to him and his arms tightened around my waist, his face digging further into the crook of my neck.
A small laugh escaped me when he pulled me closer, rolling us both over towards the other side of the bed.
"Not close enough" He mumbled, his voice gruff and hoarse with sleep. I ran my hands through his hair and I could feel him falling back into sleep again.
But then, the soft rustle of tiny feet outside the room caught my attention. Lucia was awake, probably hungry, and I knew I couldn't stay nestled in this comfort forever. I pushed at his arms but he refused to budge, his grip was steel.