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Maybe Cassio hadn’t wanted me, but he certainly wouldn’t allow anyone to take me away from him.
I’d learned the subtle art of getting my way with a smile and kindness, the only way a woman could get what she wanted in our world. Would it work with Cassio? Dad always melted when I batted my lashes, but I had a feeling Cassio wouldn’t be easily swayed.
Until this moment, physical closeness with Giulia had seemed like something that I’d have to force myself to allow, a struggle forgetting her age and the baggage I carried with me. Now, as her soft lips touched mine and her sweet scent hit me, a deeply buried desire kindled inside me. Claiming her tonight wouldn’t be a problem. Being a better man definitely wasn’t in my future.
Cassio didn’t want me for myself. He wanted me to become someone he required. Accessories in his life.
Four months ago, my main concern was what kind of Pilates course I’d do and if I’d find time to finish a painting. Today, I had to worry about how to please a husband, who might have killed his wife and probably the men who’d cleaned up the scene afterward.
Physically, we’d been as close as two people could get, but emotionally we were worlds apart.
“What was that?” His voice was a low rasp that I could feel everywhere. “A kiss?” I didn’t have much experience, but I doubted anyone could mess up a simple kiss. “Are you trying to influence me with your body?” My eyes grew wide. “No. I could smell the liquor on your breath, and I was curious how it tastes.”