Ava longed for the warmth of his touch, the way his hands would ignite a fire deep within her soul. She found herself lost in thoughts about the connection they shared-did he kiss as passionately as he once had, coaxing her lips with tender urgency? Did his hands still roam over her body with the same eager exploration, igniting her senses? And when they came together, was it still as intoxicating, as raw and visceral, as it had been in those stolen moments of their youth?
Andres De Fonollosa was the man who held her heart captive, even as she occupied a comfortable, if uninspiring, life with her fiancé. Yet comfort felt stifling-like a warm blanket that suffocated rather than comforted. Each day, the predictability of her existence weighed on her, draping over her like an unwelcome shroud. She yearned for the thrill she once experienced with her childhood sweetheart, the late-night escapades that set her heart racing and filled her with an indescribable joy. The excitement of the unknown called to her, a siren's song that she found impossible to resist.
"How can you love someone so heartless?" a voice echoed in her thoughts, the frustration palpable. "How can you be drawn to a monster like him?" She wrestled with the conflicting feelings within her, the longing for passionate chaos battling with the security of her current life.
*EXPLICIT LANGUAGE & SEXUAL CONTENT
In beautiful Las Vegas, where people come from all over in hopes of getting lucky lives Victoria Muller. Having struggled all her life, she knows luck doesn't come to everyone and hard work is the only way to get what you want.
Everything changes when she meets Benji Blair, a womanizing hotelier who's never had to work a day in his life.
What happens when Benji meets the only woman he's ever had to work for? Will a cynical Victoria be able to accept that maybe luck can actually exist for her?
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"But I still didn't have the words to say to her that would make this all go away, so I kissed her.
I ran to her and grabbed her before she could leave. I took her face into my hands and I kissed her, hard. My mouth crashes onto hers in a searing display of passion and I felt it in every bone in my body. I didn't have the words, so I needed to show her that I wanted her. I wanted all of her so much it hurt.
She resisted at first, her anger and frustration wouldn't let her kiss me back. But I held on, my tongue invaded her mouth with a desperate need that only she could cure.
And then she gave in.
She gave into my longing and need for her. She ran her delicate fingers through my hair as I grabbed fistfuls of hers. We were lost in our moment, no one else mattered around us".