DANTE
Sofia fought so fucking hard to maintain control of her emotions. I’d never met a woman so determined not to drop her mask, nor whose mask I yearned to rip off with such desperation. I glanced at Nick—Nico—out of the corner of my eye. He watched my kitten with blatant hunger, but waited patiently for my lead. Thank God. Sharing Sofia with another man was hard enough. I’d have murdered him if he had tried to control the scene. I almost did when he promised to treat her like a princess.




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