*Jacopo’s POV*

‘What the fuck was that?’ I asked myself as I walked away from the server's building back toward the villa.

She was like a witch. I watched, transfixed by Sophia's every move, as our hands had moved in sync. The humid air was heavy with the salty scent of sweat and sanded wood, and it almost felt like foreplay. I knew she felt it too, her eyes begged me to lie her on the floor and feast on her.

"You okay, Boss?" Luca asked as I ...