Chapter 10

A warm, golden light illuminated Russo's extravagant bedroom when the sunshine from the early morning peaked through the drapes. At the threshold, I uncomfortably kneeled, and a knot formed in the pit of my stomach. This was not the way that I had envisioned my morning going. Last night, after he kissed me, I quickly escaped his embrace by breaking the kiss and running away. I was confused as to why I did that, and I'm finding that my feelings of remorse are only growing stronger.

Even to me, that seemed to have a rather odd quality, and now here I am with a proposition for peace. I really wish I could explain the reasoning behind why I'm doing this, but I can't. I'll be craving the man like I'm addicted to a drug, and then the next minute I'll be running away from him like he's the devil himself.

Russo was sitting up in the middle of his humongous bed, looking at me with a mix of amusement and interest as the sheets were all tangled up about him. His unkempt appearance added to the r