Chapter 32

To feel his hands caressing every inch of my body is like taking a breath. When I am in his arms everything fades in the background. Nothing else matters. I don’t care he is keeping me here. I don’t care he is an enemy to the Bellini name. All I care about is in his arms no harm can come to me.

“I am yours,” I answer.

Because it doesn’t matter what I say or do, it’s the truth. Dima has done someth