The Don’s Obsession (2)ElenaThe next morning, sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of the grand bedroom. I woke up with a dull ache between my legs, a constant reminder of how Alessandro had claimed me the night before. My body felt used, sore, and strangely alive. I turned my head, but the bed was empty. A wave of panic washed over me.Where was he?I sat up slowly, wincing at the tenderness in my core. The sheets slipped down, exposing my naked breasts. I quickly pulled them up to cover myself, my cheeks burning. The room still carried his scent — dark, masculine, and intoxicating.The door opened softly and Alessandro walked in, already dressed in a crisp black shirt that clung to his chest. His dark eyes immediately locked on me, intense and possessive.“You’re awake,” he said, “That’s good..”He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out, brushing a strand of hair from my face. His touch was firm yet surprisingly gentle.“How do you feel?” he asked.I looked down, unabl
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