Sofia

"Turn around," Luca commanded. His voice was low, devoid of the anger that had fueled him on the phone, my heart hammered against my ribs, this was it. I had crossed it the moment I walked into this house, but now... now I was about to surrender the only thing I had left, my autonomy.

I swallowed the lump of fear in my throat, a fear that tasted strangely sweet, as adrenaline and arousal mixed together. "Luca," I breathed, my voice trembling. "I've never..."

"I know," he interrupted ...