CHIARAIt had been three days since we landed in Naples.Three days since the plane touched down and my world shifted again, quietly, like the sea pulling away from the shore before a wave. I didn’t know what had changed, but I could feel it—subtle, steady, dangerous.Massimo had changed.Or maybe I had.He wasn’t the same man from the island—the one who broke me down until I couldn’t tell night from day, who punished me until I forgot what peace felt like. There was something different in the way he looked at me now… something tender, almost reverent.He was still Massimo—possessive, dominant, terrifying in the way only powerful men could be—but he was also being sweet. Disarmingly so.He hadn’t tried to force himself on me, not once since we arrived. He kissed me sometimes, but never like before—never desperate, never demanding. His lips were slow, soft, full of meaning, the kind of kiss that made your body forget the past and your heart lose its footing. Sometimes his hands would b
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