I stand against the wall, arms crossed, watching Luca and Gio beat the hell out of Ivan’s men. The rage in Luca’s eyes should terrify me—but it doesn’t. It turns me on.
This man has me craving more every time he’s near. I never saw myself as submissive. Never imagined I’d want someone to take control. But with Luca… it’s all I think about. He leaves me aching, needing, desperate to please.
I just hope he truly wants this. Wants me. That he won’t screw me over. Break my heart.
My fingers twitch. My chest tightens. I’m about to show him a side of me no one’s seen. Will he still want me after this? Or will he turn and run?
Time to find out.
“Okay, that’s enough,” I say, pushing off the wall. I walk over and brush my fingers against Luca’s. His touch steadies me. Grounds me.
One of Ivan’
