EMILY'S POV
My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.
It wasn't because Matteo was kissing Larissa. No. It was because of the level of angst between them. It made their kiss even more intense, and I felt my belly do that thing.
She suddenly pulled away from him, panting hard. I half expected she'd slap him. I mean, telenovela style. But she didn't.
"Let me go, you crazy...." She trailed off, trying to pull her wrist out of his hold.
"The temerity to think you belong to anyone else other than me." He literally growled, before capturing her lips in another searing kiss.
I could actually feel my ears go hot.
Jesus Christ!
She tried to put up more resistance, but her attempted warnings were muffled between their lips.
Sooner than I had imagined, her resistance turned into soft
