"Baciami, amore mio." He whispered, hands on her face. "What does that mean?" She asked, fingers caressing his wrist. "Kiss me, my love." His lips met hers, warm and soft, igniting a fire within. There was no doubt in her mind that she loved this man. Yes, she, Charlotte King, was madly, desperately in love with Nicholas Sorrentino.
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