"Oh no..." I gasp, my feverish skin intensifying my longing. "You're making me crave you despite knowing I shouldn't," he whispers, his voice filled with a mixture of confusion and desire. "Every part of you drives me mad with desire, and I can't fight it anymore. I've tried, but I just can't resist you." Reaching out, he cups my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. "Once you've tasted me, you'll never forget that touch." I gulp, mirroring his intensity. "You know I've already tasted that fire, and it's left an undeniable mark." As for my own story, it couldn't be further from the fairy tales of my childhood. The Espositos shattered my dreams, taking away my innocence and my son's safety. Constant fear consumed me, as my body and trust were violated. In a desperate escape, I found temporary solace in an Irish pub, where I met a Turkish stranger. But fate pulled me back into the chaos, and I delivered my son after a harrowing fall. I knew then who his father was, but I kept it hidden. Yet, destiny intertwined us once more. With trembling hands, I sought protection from my son's true sire, as we embarked on a mission to save him and dismantle the mafia, discovering love amidst the chaos. This is my tale, a story of love and survival, where my name is Mila Starkk, and my life has been a twisted, beautiful love story.
