The Playboy Billionaire (The Romero Brothers, book 3)
“How could she possible sleep? Who could possibly sleep at a time like this? First, her job with Zack working under his direction for the documentary. And it had to be perfect, too. She still had a whole lot of filming and editing to do. Then…there was that crazy accident.
Somebody was following her. It wasn’t her imagination, after all.
Her mind was tormented with a whirlwind of confusing thoughts. Her heart pounded like a bass drum inside her chest. She was breathing hard and fast. So hard it was almost painful to inhale and exhale.
After gazing up at the magnificent star ceiling art that twinkled in the darkness of the room, the ceiling created the illusion of gazing up at the stars at night on a clear night. It was awe inspiring. Under normal circumstances she would be soothed. But not now.
Blue had one thing on her mind. A crushing, pressing thought.
Zack Romero.
Would she ever be able to break through his barrier and get close enough to him—again? Tonight at dinner, she felt asha...med for the arousal she felt seated across from him.MoreLess
Somebody was following her. It wasn’t her imagination, after all.
Her mind was tormented with a whirlwind of confusing thoughts. Her heart pounded like a bass drum inside her chest. She was breathing hard and fast. So hard it was almost painful to inhale and exhale.
After gazing up at the magnificent star ceiling art that twinkled in the darkness of the room, the ceiling created the illusion of gazing up at the stars at night on a clear night. It was awe inspiring. Under normal circumstances she would be soothed. But not now.
Blue had one thing on her mind. A crushing, pressing thought.
Zack Romero.
Would she ever be able to break through his barrier and get close enough to him—again? Tonight at dinner, she felt asha...med for the arousal she felt seated across from him.MoreLess
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