“Maybe it’s only you who can drag this side of me to the surface,” he murmured, his gaze locked on the girl whose eyes quickly dropped to the floor.

“Leone is waiting for me outside. Now, if you’d kindly step aside,” she said, her tone firm.

Why did he keep trapping her within the cage of his arms, as if it were his right?

“Let him wait,” he replied under his breath. Her brows knitted.

“Why are you doing this?” Her voice softened, almost uncertain. She could feel ...