Chapter 17

Valeria

“Raphael?” I complain.

When we’re in his room, he throws me on his bed. The book falls to the floor.

Watching me as I maneuver myself to sit up, he takes his shirt off and then begins unbuckling his pants. His eyes stare at me as if I were his prey. There’s something raw about him right now, and I like it.

When his pants are undone, he pulls me by the legs all the way until I’m at the edge of the bed. “Come here.” His voice is so low and gruff.

Picking me up, he hooks my legs around