CHAPTER 25
SALVATORE POV
I never found out who fired those shots on the cliffs that night.
The reports came in within the hour. A nervous guard. A false alarm. Nothing significant. Nothing that justified the chaos that followed afterward.
But I barely listened to any of it.
Because my attention wasn't on the security breach or the investigation. It was on the woman standing alone out on that terrace in the darkness. The woman I had kissed like I was trying to consume her whole. The woman who had somehow done more damage to me in a single night than my enemies had managed to inflict in ten years.
I should have never touched her. That thought repeated itself the entire night, cycling endlessly through my head. Again and again and again, like a curse I couldn't break.
Yet every time I
