Chapter 22 LORENZO The smell of smoke and burning metal lingers in the back of my throat, and all of my senses feel heightened. The lights from passing cars shine brighter, the roar of the motorcycle vibrates through me all the way down to my bones,...
Chapter 8 LORENZO I don’t know what I’m doing. Calling his bluff again, I guess? Although, I can’t say that it worked out the way I expected the last time. I must be drunk. I don’t feel particularly drunk, but it’s the only explanation I have for the fact that I’m tearing the tag off...
Chapter 7 LORENZO In spite of Declan’s bravado, we both end up having the equivalent of about three shots, straight from the bottle of course, over several hours. Which turns out to be just enough to take the edge off of his relentless comments about my “slutty little glasses” and the fact that every time...
Chapter 19 LORENZO As soon as I close the door on Xaviaro, my whole body slips right back into the needy, submissive space that Declan put me in… no, he didn’t put me here, not really. He just showed me how good it could feel and how much I needed it....
Chapter 6 LORENZO I peel off my pajama pants and the white briefs I have on underneath, keeping my back towards the en suite and my ears pricked for any signs that Declan is about to come up right behind me and continue to taunt me like the bastard he is....