Alessandro leaned back in the chair beside the bed, watching me like I was a puzzle he had already solved.
"You don't remember?" he asked again, his voice calm but dangerous.
I pulled the sheets closer around my body as the dull ache in my muscles reminded me that something had definitely happened.
"Remember what?" I asked slowly.
A slow smile appeared on his face.
"Last night," he said. "You begged me not to leave."
The moment I tried to sit up, pain shot through my body.
My head pounded.
My throat was dry.
And the way Alessandro was watching me from the chair beside the bed made my stomach twist.
Something had happened last night.
Something I couldn't remember.
"Interesting," Alessandro said quietly.
I frowned, confused. "What?"
He stood up slowly from the chair, his eyes n
