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Lust of the heart

Starting in Mcklerins’ bar in New York City. It is about Sophia, a beautiful young lady who chooses her career over the love of her life or so it seems to Raphael, a well known billionaire. When she looses her ability to sing and he appears back in her life after many years, he decided to take advantage of her situation and makes her life miserable. Leaving Sophia heartbroken, she decides to leave everything behind, even her career she had worked so hard for and move to Chicago, the windy city. There, Sophia met a handsome mysterious man Dante. The thing about him was that there's more than meets the eye when it comes to Dante, Sophia suspected and she was right. What she didn't expect was to be given a second chance at love. Dante, the next boss of the Chicago underworld and crime family. He's a ruthless man but loves just as hard. He comes across this beautiful lady and hasn't been able to stay away. He also did not expect to be given a chance at love considering the kind of lifestyle he lived. What happens when Sophia is thrown into the underworld and a whirlwind of drama, kidnapping and chaos. What was the worst that could happen? A blast from the past....Raphael. Turns out that everything isn't as it seems.

zora_xoxo · Urbain
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160 Chs

Aftermath

She didn't want to wake up because she was having such a wonderful dream. Someone had her in their arms, the flesh beneath her cheek warm and solid. And as she came through the clouds of sleep, she realized who was holding her. 'Raphael.' She leaned in close to him.

'At least you got the name right,' he grumbled huffily.

With his harshness came the recollection of the night before, Sophia pulling out of his arms to move away from him, her eyes wide with fear. His chest was bare, tanned, and covered in dark hair, and she knew from her proximity to him seconds before that the rest of him was as naked, their bare legs entwined until she moved away from him, her only night attire the ripped blouse that still showed signs of his savagery, too tired to take it off before falling asleep the night before.

His lips twisted as he drew her back into his arms. 'Is that any way to greet your lover in the morning?' he mocked.