When Marco got home, he didn't even hesitate. He climbed the stairs towards the bedroom. Anyone who saw him would truly compare him to a wolf, but before opening the door, he took a deep breath. He couldn't be rude to her, but if she challenged him, he feared losing control. He would never hurt her physically, but he knew his temperament was strong and intense.
He saw her as soon as he opened the door. Laura was lying in her nightgown watching TV.
When she saw him, she immediately noticed the bruise, got up, and went to him. Marco smelled her hair until he calmed down; he needed that to regain control.
"Did you get hurt?"
Seeing how worried she was about him made him want to comfort her in bed, but it wasn't the right moment yet; first, he needed to clarify some things.
"I'm fine, rea
