29: The Morning After

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Sofia The first thing I felt was the ache radiating from the junction of my thighs, settling deep in my hips. I blinked my eyes open, staring at a ceiling that was far too high and far too dark to be my dorm room. Memory crashed into me and I shot up in bed, clutching the grey silk sheet to my chest. My heart hammered against my ribs as I looked around the room. I did it. The realization that I hadn't dreamed it. I hadn't just fantasized about the darkness but let it consume me. I had let Luca De Rossi a man who sentenced people to death in sandpits take the one thing my family had told me was my most precious gift to my future husband. "You're awake." I jumped, whipping my head toward the balcony doors. Luca was standing there, leaning against the glass frame. He was already dress

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