"You don't know my middle name. You don't know if I want kids, or if I like them. You don't know if I would use you for money... or total your car. You don't know if I have another man on the side, you don't know..." "I can tell a lot about you Jackie." I cut her off and shook my head slightly. "You don't like to drive, but you can. I can tell that by how you look into my mirror when I shift lanes and you are double checking that it's clear. I can tell you at least like kids with how you have treated my daughter. If you didn't you wouldn't have offered to help me host a slumber party. Why would you use me for money when you have a very good business? And as for another man... you would have called him as soon as something happened to you. Instead you let me take care of you." I paused all of her thoughts and she gulped and bit her lip. "However, ... I did tell you my middle name, so how about you tell me yours." "Marianne." She rolled her eyes, but I found it quite cute she was a little embarrassed. "What if you don't like me in two months?" She asked and I winced inside myself knowing I should have seen that coming. "Honey... I have been trying to learn your name for 6 months. I see you every day. I see how you treat your staff. I see you without makeup, I have seen you with makeup. I now have seen you in sweats, and in leggings and in jeans. Maybe in two months I find out that I don't like the way your floss your teeth or leave your hair in my comb... but that is something we can work through."

Would risk it all for pleasure? Brandi and Gio were never meant to happen and should not have happened but....one fateful night it happened and for them, there was no turning back. His daughter's best friend to the woman in his bed., Giovanni will have a hard time accepting Brandi is no longer the little girl he knew.

She has ruptured the wall he's built around his heart. Easily stepped in and deformed his cold aura. He restricted his disarming self but little did he know that this petite creature had resistance to his demeanor; the cold facade. He never expressed, she forced him to. Never felt, she got him to feel. Never cared, made him care. He was all broken, she’d fixed him then...but what when the roles are swapped? What when she's broken, what when she doesn't care, what when she isn't able to feel or express? Would he be able to help her get her old self back? *** Jenna was joyous, bubbly, lively, secretive, nerd and all in all a happy go lucky person. She found pleasure in making people smile and helping them to enjoy the goodness in life. She wasn't perfect but her imperfections sparked her persona. To the world she lived an ecstatic life but little did they know... Gabriel was rude, cold, heartless, a freaking BILLIONAIRE. He had a reputation, one which people were petrified at the thought of. He cared less. Anger was his solemn characteristic and happiness was far from vision. Nothing mattered to him other than his companies and his work. He mastered the art of reigning emotions to the point where smiling turned rare until...