Vidal Ferrari is an engineer who's ready to start his own family but with no suitable woman in sight. His wealth seems to attract the wrong kind of girl and he's becoming restless. He's a large rough man who is only ever gentle with his nieces. But he knows that'll have to change if he wants to find himself a wife.
Kiara is a heavily traumatized young woman, stuck in an awful facility for sixteen years of her life. Trained to be enslaved and sold. She never had a childhood, never felt love of any kind. When she's saved from the facility, she lands in a hospital in Vancouver. She's in desperate need of someone to look after her and help her heal. Someone gentle and never rough.
Can these two find the love they need in each other?
Will Vidal be able to be the gentle, careful man that Kiara needs?
Will Kiara ever heal from the deep scars her life has left her with?
Can the engineer and the scared girl truly be the ones for each other?
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"Kiwis..." He said softly.
I examined them, seeing how some had some white parts and some were free of the black specks.
"I like these a lot." He smiled.
He brought one to my lips and I bit into it. It was very different from the others. Much less sweet.
"These ones match your eyes, don't they? Your pretty green eyes." He said to me, wiping away more of my tears while I was too distracted by the explosion of flavour in my mouth.
I rubbed my irritated eyes and he fed me another kiwi slice. It tasted good but it made my body shiver a little from the little sting it had in its taste.
"Is it too sour? Sorry about that." He chuckled, gently raking his fingers through my hair as I relaxed a little.
I wanted more. I liked kiwi.
"You want more?" He asked me.
I looked at the kiwi and then at him. He really, really wanted me to talk.
He fed me the rest of the kiwi pieces even though he hadn't gotten an answer from me and then he smiled.
"All done." He said to me, brushing my hair away from my face with a smile.