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“What will it take to convince you that I am not a madman who rides the streets of Manhattan in search of female victims but am rather a man ould not rest easy if he drove off and abandoned you?”

“But I am h-ha-happy to be ab-ab-ab…”

Another step brought h

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Now she could see his face, and it told her all she needed to know

The stranger was definitely bent on so terrible

Only the devil in disguise could be such a hunk of gorgeous, sexy, heart-stoppingly beautiful male

CHAPTER THREE

Marco Santini looked at the woain

She was glaring at hi as obviously a lipstick

No, he definitely would not laugh

Besides, the situation was not really a Why not add this to the list?

The woht

Hair plastered to her head, long strands of it obscuring much of her face Dress pasted to her body For reasons that made no sense she was also barefoot; her shoes lay near her feet like small, drowned creatures

His gaze moved back to her face