A Taste of Surrender

Lorenzo forced himself to take another heavy step back. The raspy apology still hung in the quiet air of the penthouse suite, a weak attempt to rebuild the walls he had spent a lifetime constructing. He turned his broad back to Camila, dragging a large, shaking hand through his dark hair. His chest heaved. He paced toward the far side of the expansive room, seeking the cold, indifferent view of th