Chiara’s POV I ran away from the gym, my heart pounding. I ran all the way into my bedroom and slammed the door shut, slid down to the floor while clutching my still-pounding chest. No, no, no, I can’t feel anything for him. I mostly certainly can’t fall for him now. Not now. Not ever.

Kai’s lips returned to my mind. Those demanding eyes, wandering, penetrating sensually. I almost gave in to him. I almost let myself go around him. No, that can’t happen. I beat my chest, hoping to ...