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Rosa’s POV
The sunlight filtering through the blinds was the first thing I noticed as I opened my eyes. My body ached pleasantly, the aftereffects of last night’s s*x making themselves known. I stretched, glancing at the man lying beside me, his features relaxed in sleep. Allesio. I didn’t let my gaze linger; that wasn’t my style. What happened between us was intense, but I knew better than to read into it, as much I wanted to.
It would be stupid to do it. Men like him…they didn’t make commitments. It wasn’t hard to tell. Call it judging a book by its cover but I never failed to listen to my instincts. It was always right.
I slid out of bed quietly, careful not to disturb him, and gathered my scattered clothes from the floor. My dress was wrinkled, and my heels had been kicked into
