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She’s eighteen, a rising model, and walking a runway in nothing but a bikini when his cold gray eyes lock onto her from the shadows. Pete Bianchi, a feared mafia boss, decides right there that he wants her—and when he takes her, he finds out she’s a virgin. Tisha Reyes runs, but the mob doesn’t let go, and neither does he.
Tisha is excited to be on her first fashion show for a big brand. She is so confident; on the other hand, Pete was watching her and getting hard on his big dick. After the show, Pete arranged a date w
Pete's hand slides from the small of her back to the curve of her hip, his thumb pressing through the thin silk. He steers her past a cluster of photographers into a hallway lined with closed doors, h
He leads her inside through the terrace door, not into the hallway but into a dark hotel room—his room, she realizes, the bed a shadow in the corner. He doesn't turn on the light. His hands find her s
He's still halfway inside her, his whole body locked in a stillness that costs him visibly, sweat beading at his temple. She feels the pulse of him where they're joined, the stretch still sharp at the
The ongoing week is the best week of Tisha's life! She met a beautiful and charismatic guy, who's older than her, but that doesn't matter. Pete is like a superhero to her. The way he romances with her