Chapter 91

LORENZO'S POV.

I held Celeste in my arms after making love, my chest pressed against her back, my nose buried in her soft hair, breathing in her sweet scent. She traced the scars on my palm. She did it often. At first, it had bothered me because I never let anyone touch that part of me except for Cassian.

“I was just a kid,” I started, then stopped. Even with Cassian, I never talked about it. Wor