“Show me the beautiful woman you are meant to be.”
“Enough.” Erica pushed at his chest with her fists, forcing him to release her. “Tomorrow I must leave.”
Diego’s body filled with frustration. “You cannot.”
“You give me no choice.”
He reached a hand out and caressed her cheek. “I am only a man, ángelita, but, I will not force you. Please, I want you to stay as a guest in my home.”
Erica shook her head.
“I will leave this here.” Diego looked pleadingly at the nun still struggling to hide behind her black robe. “I can only hope you will change your mind and choose a different path.”
From A Dictator’s Heart
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