Thomas
Nine months of deafening silence. Nine months of sleeping in the same bed as if they were two strangers in a truce, respecting that invisible border of "I don't love you and I'm not interested in you" . The last time their bodies were found was on that forgettable wedding night, a cold act to fulfill the contract and distract from the fact that their families had stolen their freedom. Since then, the surname Rossier Müller de Palacios was for Allie a cage of gold and chastity; Nor could she go out to look for another man without risking the empire, nor did Mateo dare to touch her without feeling like he was losing his pride. Until today. That morning, the air in the La Boca mansion burns. Mateo is ready to go out, impeccable in his dark suit, but his eyes no longer have the usual indifference. He stares at Allie—her blonde hair, her blue eyes, and that hourglass body he forced himself to ignore for almost a year—and decides he can't take the sideline charade anymore. Before
About Thomas
Nine months of deafening silence. Nine months of sleeping in the same bed as if they were two strangers in a truce, respecting that invisible border of "I don't love you and I'm not interested in you" . The last time their bodies were found was on that forgettable wedding night, a cold act to fulfill the contract and distract from the fact that ...Read more