"You fascinated me, but I began to hate you, too.
But if I had known, I would've stopped it. "I had every intention of coming back for you three years ago, Gianna. How could a man be so cold, and yet so warm all at once? (page 83) I swallowed, stunned quiet I couldn't remember the last time anyone had ever done something like this for me. He lifted his foot and began to gently clean the cut himself. She’s chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes.Īll along, she doesn’t even know that she’s his-his frustration, his fascination. Nowhere in Christian’s plans had he ever prepared for Gianna. She hates him-his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye-but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. One winter night and their lives intertwine. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he’s never been tempted to veer off course. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he’d envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest.
Most see a paragon of morality a special agent upholding the law. Little do most know it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall.
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