Stefan Dalca is infuriatingly handsome.
But with him I don\'t even mind the heat..
Giving in to Stefan Dalca is playing with fire.
And suddenly I find myself longing for him in a way the people closest to me wouldn\'t approve of or understand.
He\'s not the villain he\'s been made out to be.
He calls me kitten.
He makes me blush.
He makes me laugh.
He cherishes my words as passionately as my body.
Stefan makes me feel seen in a way no other person has before.
And when he finally touches me? We sizzle.
The way he looks at me gives me butterflies.
But with every intimate conversation, and each stolen glance, the tension between us builds.
And definitely no falling in love.
No telling anyone.
No touching.
Three dates.
Our time together starts out as a simple transaction.
Today he\'s a savior, and I\'m his prize.
Today he has something that I desperately need.
Until today.
And I always say no.
But apparently he didn\'t get the memo, because he\'s been asking me out for years.
We\'re supposed to hate each other.
And annoyingly persistent.
Stefan Dalca is infuriatingly handsome
