Ivan

My anger needed a place to explode. I had work to do, but I couldn't concentrate. I wanted Alba so fucking badly. I needed to feel her in my arms once more, hear her bitch at me, make her groan with pleasure, and sink into her warmth until nothing else mattered.

Truthfully. Our lives were anything but tranquil when we were together, but I wanted her to pacify the storm I carried every minute of every day. So many years she'd challenged me and I'd loved every ...