Twisted desires
Then, he moved down to where she was
Alessandro didn’t immediately grab her.
No. He made her feel him first.
Sienna was still lost in the music, still pressing her body against Daniel’s, when Alessandro stepped in behind her—close, but not touching.
At first, she didn’t notice.
Then, something changed.
The air shifted.
The presence behind her became unbearable, suffocating.
Sienna stilled.
Then—his hands slid onto her waist.
Firm. Unyielding. A claim.
She gasped, body tensing. “That was fast,” she murmured, thinking Daniel had returned.