Surrender

Sienna’s POV

The room was thick with heat—both from the low lights that cast deep shadows across the walls and from their eyes, watching me, consuming me.

I could feel their presence like gravity. Heavy. Inevitable.

Lorenzo’s hands were firm at my waist, grounding me, while Donato stayed by my side, one hand loosely curled around my wrist as if reminding me I wasn’t going anywhere. And Emilio… he