UNHOLY DESIRE
Sharing a bed with Matteo was not something I was looking forward to.
"Why shouldn't I? You didn't sign the divorce papers; it was your choice, darling," Matteo replied, loosening his tie.
He undressed, flexing his muscles, and let out a groan as his back popped, revealing various tattoos. The most prominent one depicted a sphinx surrounded by words I could barely make out.
"You didn't give me a choice," I remarked as he turned back to face me.
"Why would you want me to do that, Deirdre?" He advanced towards me, causing me to step back with each stride. My back hit the door as he approached.