Katerina
Alejandro Montener is a damn contradiction, wrapped in the most delicious, tempting body I have ever seen. From his dark wavy hair to his molten lava gaze, and don’t get me started on those muscles which come from years of hard labour and not a day in the gym, he’s too much of a temptation to resist. But I try. As I lay alone and frustrated in my bed in the hotel room, I fight as hell not to think about him just a few feet away from me and wonder what he’s doing. Practically, I know he’s probably dozed off, or whatever it is that he does when it’s dark outside, and I know I shouldn’t care, because nothing between us has technically changed. Just because we kind of hooked up once and he gave me a glimpse of his vulnerability, it doesn’t mean we are besties now. He still sees me as
