Luca's POV
Our day went by pretty fast. Mara worked on her assignments, while I caught up on paperwork from the companies. She has been very quiet. I keep telling myself that it's because of her being concentrated on her work. Mainly, because everytime I think about the truth I get angry all over again. It's over now, I need to reign in my anger. Mara most likely needs my support, and definitely not my anger.
I leaned back in my chair and studied her beautiful features. Her eyebrows would crinkle up when she would get stuck and have to think harder. She taps her pen on her chin in concentration, drawing my eyes to her lips. I can still feel them wrapped around me. My c**k twitched at the memory, at the same time that she looked up and made eye contact with me.
"It's dinner time, picco
