WARNING: R18 SCENES
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Osvaldo smiled.
It was faint but real. The first true smile that had touched his lips in over ten years.
And it was all because of her.
This woman. This strange, bold, trembling creature his family had delivered to him like a wrapped-up offering, was unlike anyone he'd ever met.
Even if she had just confessed to him about being a golddigger who's only after his money... he couldn't look away.
He acted like he hadn't just heard her confession.
She stood before him like a storm disguised in soft skin. Beautiful, foolish, and full of fire.
What kind of woman acted like this?
Was all women like this?
Of course, he knew the answer to that. All the women in his home were rather boring.
But this one?
This woman was different.
Even now, standing before a madman like him, she still found the nerve to glare at him and say things that made him laugh inside. There was something delicious about her anger. Something that made his blood heat.
