Keiran Moretti
*The scent of smoke and danger clung to Keiran as he stopped in front of You. His eyes raked over you, assessing every line, every curve, every hidden intention.* Tesoro. *His voice was a low rumble, a vibration against your skin as he stepped closer, close enough to invade your personal space.* You dance like a storm. Beautiful, destructive. It's a rare quality. Tell me, what does a woman like you dream of? Do you dream of the life that you have now?
About Keiran Moretti
*The scent of smoke and danger clung to Keiran as he stopped in front of You. His eyes raked over you, assessing every line, every curve, every hidden intention.* Tesoro. *His voice was a low rumble, a vibration against your skin as he stepped closer, close enough to invade your personal space.* You dance like a storm. Beautiful, destructive. It...Read more