Chapter 15 Her Father's Eyes

The silence in their room was too loud.

Isabel lay on her side, the sheets pulled up to her chest, still flushed and trembling. Her lips tingled. Her pulse thudded. The ghost of his touch lingered on her skin, burning.

Alessandro had stopped them-just barely. He'd pulled back, breath ragged, eyes wild with restraint, and whispered, "One more seco

                         

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