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*SAMPLE* Vladimir Perazzo is a devil of Venice. He is everything the sin stands for. Ruthless, remorseless, and merciless are the words that do no justice to what he is and what horrifying and monstrous things he has done. Zarina has always been an unordinary girl, being raised in terrible circumstances. She thinks she has seen the worst of the worst, that there is no one in the world who really cares. But when fate decides to intervene and entwine their life together, they both will learn they have a lot more in common than they thought. { EXCERPT } "I think we need to do something about it," lifting his head, he caught my chin roughly between his calloused fingers and hissed in my ear. "I need to wipe that name off your mind," he tugged at my earlobe, clutching the responsive flesh between his teeth. The shudder that set off from the contact jolted me to the tips of my toes. I curled them into me, ready to explode. "I need to make sure the only name you remember is mine. I need to..." he trailed off, dragging my face with a jerk so he could stare into my eyes, his heartbeat just as wild against mine. "...make you burn the way I do." Even before his words landed deep inside, his lips smashed against mine, evaporating the world away. And despite being prepared for it for the longest time I had known, the pressure still stunned me to the bones, burning the blood in my veins and lighting my entire self on fire. His knees settled on either side of my hips while his hands explored my sides before shifting beneath my shoulders and grabbing me by the nape. "Only for you, baby," he kissed those words into my mouth, plundering his tongue inside and painting my mouth with the wetness of his own. "I burn only for you."
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