Desperate Longings
Flores, Frances
The scent of his skin rushed at her. His hands tightened on the nape of her neck, pressing her forward. Then his lips were hungrily on hers. Was it a dream? Luz Rivas loved her job at the studio. She loved her life in the barrio. She had no illusions about the brittle Hollywood glitter that had led so many to heartbreak and despair. But from the moment she stepped into the circle of Mario Maldonado's arms, she knew her life had reached a turning point. He was a brilliant director. He had offered to help her. Did she dare believe he loved her in this world where men and women would do anything, say anything, to get what they wanted, where no one was to be trusted -- not even one's own best friend!