Dante's Story: Brutal Birthright Book 4
She Cut My Heart Open…
I only meant to steal a car。 I didn’t know I was stealing a girl, too。 Until the most gorgeous face I’d ever seen popped up in the rear-view mirror。
I fell hard, fast, and forever…
But she tore out my heart — left me alone and bleeding。
How can I forget her, when I have to see that damned perfect face on billboards and magazines?
It’s torture。
9 long years。 I thought I moved on。
Then I saw her in the flesh…
And my heart started bleeding all over again…