Sofia’s POV

Luca had asked me to sleep which my over analyzing mind had broken down into multiple meanings even though it only had one actual meaning. I had hoped he wouldn’t find me attractive, so he wouldn’t have to take me against my will because there was no way I’d ever consent to…

Was the word ‘consent’ even available in the vocabularies of the men in the mafia?

There was no way my mind could even be relaxed enough to the point of me falling asleep, that fact was sparkling ...