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CHAPTER ONE
HER SKIN PRICKLED Her body, even though overheated froled
Pia Vito could al awareness claimed her, thein through the wide doors of the vast ballroorandfather’s estate
It was the moment he walked in
Raphael Mastrantino
Her grandfather Giovanni’s godson and protégé
CEO of Vito Automobiles
The man Milanese society seems to be in awe of
The wo looks his way, detailing his finer points to each other
Frorandfather Gio, and he had accepted her as his granddaughter at the beginning of the summer, all Pia had heard from him was stories about Raphael Mastrantino
And her draerated for once
No other ant confidence, as if he owned the estate and all the people in it
No otherin a plain white shirt whilethe rest of the tuxedo-clad men look overdressed
No other man could have commanded the attention of an entire ballroom by his mere presence
Piercing eyes met hers across the ballrooh to her soul
It was as if an electric arc had built up between therade students back home
No adjective she knew could describe the sheer masculinity of his The ruthless planes of his face, the stark angles were those one only saw in sculptures