Chapter 44.
Maximo carried Amelia down the dim hallway, her legs wrapped around his waist, her lips brushing soft kisses against his throat, making his c**k tremble with desire. Each step he took echoed power and certainty. She didn’t need to ask where they were going. She already knew. He was taking her to the room of ruins.
The moment he opened the door, the shift in the air was unmistakable.
It was his kinky room, dark walls, rich leather, glinting steel. Every surface was designed for control, for submission, for pleasure.
Amelia’s heart fluttered. Her thighs squeezed around him unconsciously.
He lowered her gently onto the wide padded bed in the center of the room — the black sheets cool against her flushed skin.
Maximo’s voice dropped into a low, gravelly murmur. “Do you trus
