Chapter 31

SERAPHINA

The music filled the bar, slow and heavy, crawling into my body like smoke. I sat frozen in my chair, my breath uneven, my eyes glued to Leone.

He stood in the center of the room, his broad frame commanding everything. His fingers worked the buttons of his shirt, one by one, but he didn’t rush. He let go of his hand, and his shirt hung on his chest. His hips began to move, swaying slowly to the rhythm.

I swallowed down nothing as my eyes followed his movement ...