Luciano
“Put me down!” she protested.
“That’s your problem,” I growled. “You’re too damn stubborn. Do you want to kill yourself?”
I tightened my hold on her. “I own you, Aria. Listen to me. You’re mine, and I’ll decide everything you do.”
She shivered under my grasp, the fight draining from her body. That was all it took to silence her.
I carried her into the bathroom, stripped the nightgown from her fevered skin, and turned on the shower, letting the warm water cascade over her hair. After a moment, I shut it off and led her back to the bedroom.
This was the first time I had seen her completely naked under the soft glow of the bedside lamp. She looked like a goddess—small waist, full breasts, and curvy hips that begged to be worshiped. My c^ck hardened instantly at the sight. If she
