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Chapter Ten

Author: Enny Tiana
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-25 18:03:39

The Taste of Control

The silence in the car on the drive back from Catania was almost erotic.

Not the soft kind. Not the safe kind.

It was the sort of silence that sizzled beneath skin, made the air feel too thick, too charged. Amara sat beside Luca, her legs crossed, one finger toying with the edge of her red dress still kissed with moonlight and the memory of Sergio Vitale's cheek beneath her lips.

Luca hadn’t spoken since they left.

Not one word.

But the tension coming off him was primal. It wrapped around her like wire — tight, hot, unavoidable.

When they reached the estate, he didn’t even wait for the guards to open the gate. He slammed the cat into park and got out, stalking around to her side. By the time she opened her door, he was there.

Amara stepped out with controlled grace, heels hitting the stine like gunshots. She could feel the burn of his eyes on her.

Still, she walked ahead of him — not because she was unafraid, but because she wanted him to chase her.

And chase he
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