LILA POV
Something had changed.
Maybe it was him. Maybe it was me. I really don't know which.
But one thing I'm certain of... he wasn't the same ruthless Rafael I knew.
He wasn't the man who made me pole dance at a f*****g mafia auction.
He wasn't the monster who once vowed to ruin me, just to prove a point.
No.
Staring through the glass door now, he didn't look like the man who had just reduced me to a mess of moans and pleas. He didn't look like the god who had worked my body like he owned it.
He looked like... the innocent, suited-up business mogul buried in work. Calm. Sharp. Dangerous in a completely different way.
Polished and composed.
"He's changed," Lola whimpered in my head, voice dreamy.
My heart kicked against my ribs, wild with excitement.
He's changed? Like actua
