Shattered Denial

Alessia’s POV

Alessia tried to pull away, but I moved faster. I lifted her into my arms, her protests spilling over: “Rocco.... you can’t.... this is.... wrong....”

She felt so light in my arms, and I couldn’t hide how much I loved the way she made me work for her. Every struggle, every whimper only fueled me. I tossed her onto the bed. She shot up, hands in the air. “Rocco....”

Ignoring her, I