There are a million reasons why I have to stop imagining Taylor D'Angelo naked.
She is too young for me. Too ambitious. And I work for them.
A romance was the last thing I had in mind when I agreed to take care of her stalker.
And now I can think of nothing else but her in all imaginable poses.
However, I'm not the only one she's not getting out of my head.
If I allow our physical attraction to win, I could lure their stalker out of the reserve.
Our passion could save them. Or destroy both of us.
L’Homme du mois, Tome 8 : Diable au corps: Mister Août
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