The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage
he concluded, settling back with a calm that suggested nothing had transpired.
Moments later, the lights went out, plunging the bedroom into shadow.
Vittoria’s fingers brushed her cheek, as if she could erase the imprint of his lips. She reached for the lamp but hesitated, her gaze fixing on the wall.
She lay still, her thoughts chaotic and intense, screaming silently in her mind.
Time slipped forward without permission, and, worn down by exhaustion, she slowly turned.
Her eyes found his face, serene, lost in a sleep that seemed too peaceful for someone like Vincenzo Lucchese.
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