Emma’s POV
The silence in the room after Luca left was suffocating, wrapping around me like a heavy fog that refused to lift. I was still shaking from his touch, my lips tingling from the intensity of his kiss that made me dizzy. I despised the way he caused me to feel, how my body disobeyed all attempts at maintaining control.
I despised him.
However, what I despised the most was myself.
I perched on the side of the bed, my robe still sticking damply to my skin from my earlier bath. My heart pounded in my chest, feeling raw and exposed after our encounter. I still sensed his hands touching me, the strength of his hold, the warmth of his breath near my neck. He had once again taken what he desired, and I had allowed him to do so. Even more troubling, I had reacted to him, blending w
