Sophia POV
The rest of the night had been quiet. Sophia had not expected Alessandro to return to their room—she’d been expecting him to stay in one of the guestrooms with Gina, or one of his other girls—but he had, late at night. She had still been awake, unable to sleep. Her mind kept drifting back to Dante.
She’d nearly lost her virginity in this bed, but not to the man she’d married. Finally, she drifted off to an uneasy sleep.
Sophia woke up with a smile on her face. She was so comfortable and warm. But when the surface she was laying on moved, her eyes snapped open in surprise.
Alessandro. She was laying on top of him, and he had an arm wrapped around her. She could feel his morning wood pressing into her leg. Sophia tried slipping out of bed, but Alessandro kept pulling her back
