Romano's POV

The memory of what happened between Luciana and me flooded back. I had lost control, even neglecting the knife wound in my hand, while still craving her. I had never felt such overwhelming emotions before; it was out of control and consuming, like I would go out of my freaking mind if I didn’t have her to myself.

I wanted her—that much was true—and I would do anything to have her if she gave me a chance. But what she felt toward me was terrifying. Every time she acted ...