“Are things…okay with you and Lucian?” Sofia asked softly, her knees kissed the floor in the living room. A box of scented candles in her lap, she carefully lit the next one, letting the flame flicker to life.

Domenico slouched on the couch, his shirt unbuttoned fully and exposing the tattoos that covered a part of his body, from his chest to his stomach.

His eyes raked her body, taking in her petite size and the way her curls were packed into a messy bun atop her head.

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