One Summer at the Villa
The Prince’s Royal Concubine
Lynn Raye Harris
Her Italian Soldier
Rebecca Winters
A Devilishly Dark Deal
Maggie Cox
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“I can’t,” she said, knowing how inadequate it sounded but unable to explain. How could she ever say everything she would need to say in order to make him understand? “I can’t.”
“Because I am Monterossan, of course.”
Her throat was tight. “No, not because of that.”
He raked a hand through his hair. She could still see the firm ridge of his arousal beneath his shorts. “Then why, Antonella? I know when a woman wants me. And you do. As much as I want you, God help me.”
God help me.
Her