Forbidden dawn

The dangerously handsome stranger had haunted Monica's nights with dreams of intoxicating passion. Though the innocent beauty had seen him for only a moment, his glittering black eyes had boldly caressed her, sending ripples of desire browsing through her veins. Then he appeared in the shadows of her terrace, and she knew she should scream in alarm. Instead she could only moan in a pleasure as she drank in the wild sweetness of this savage kiss and reveled in the exquisite rapture of his masterful embrace. . .