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.
Adonis Vivaldi.
"She's not related you by blood?" Yavannah, repeated in surprise, lifting her head up from my bare chest to look at me.
"No" I replied, tracking her jawline with my fingers."She's Felicity's daughter with her previous husband".
Her eyes seemed to widened as she took in the information, inching closer to me."So you mean, Felicity and your dad were high-school sweethearts but then your dad fell in love with your mom in college and they got married but she died later on and your father then remarried his high-school sweetheart who had just divorced her cheating husband and was fighting for custody of her daughter".
I nodded, laughing at her elaborate summary of my father's love life. "My dad helped her win custody of her daughter and then they got married but it seems that she saw me and my mother as her enemies, she felt like we stole what would have been her life away from her.".