Alessandro steps closer. The air between us compresses. I can smell his cologne — cedar, smoke, something metallic. Danger.
"Because," he says, and his voice drops to a dangerous whisper, "I've spent three years convincing everyone, including myself, that I don't want you. But the Rosetti just threatened what's mine." La Esposa Rechazada del Cruel Mafioso - Adri Lu...
A knock on my door makes me flinch. It opens before I answer. Alessandro steps closer
Tonight, I'm done counting.
He leans in. His lips hover a breath from mine. something metallic. Danger. "Because