Already His

The next day, when Dario walked into the room and looked at me, I knew instantly... this wasn’t the Dario from the hotel. This was the Dario who belonged in this house. The one who always walked with a storm behind his eyes. The one who hated me...

So before he could move or say a single word, I stood from the bed. I didn’t speak. I didn’t wait. I untied the bathrobe I was wearing and let it slip