A wave of feverish kisses dragged her from slumber, burning along her throat until Azzurra stirred with a faint groan. Slowly, she blinked awake, the first traces of dawn painting the room in soft orange light through the curtains. Her brows knit together as the fog of sleep lifted, only to stiffen at the press of a palm against her breast.

Her eyes flew open, widening when she caught sight of him Marcello his lips grazing her neck, teeth nipping the delicate skin as his hand slid beneath ...