The Sting of Pleasure

Rocco’s POV

I turned Ale around to face me.

Her lashes were wet, her cheeks blotched and red from crying.

Without saying a word, I lifted her into my arms. Her body trembled against me, but she didn’t resist like before. The fight had drained out of her, and for a second, I saw a raw, broken emotion flash through her eyes before she looked away.

She curled into me like a wilted flower folding