Chapter 9
Alessia
I wake up at 10 p.m. Vlad was right; I should’ve waited for dark to go to sleep, but after the emotional drain of seeing my brothers and getting homesick, I didn’t have it in me to stay up another minute.
He’s asleep beside me. First time I’ve seen him sleep.
I study him. Examine the tattoos up close. They’re crude and ugly, but he’s beautiful. The need to touch him, to trace those defined muscles, feel his ripped abs is overwhelming.
I do want to have s*x with him. I want to straddle his waist right now and see what it’s like to feel him inside me.
But there’s no way I’m letting him know that. He’s taken everything else from me—I’m not going to hand over the one thing he lets me keep.
I get out of bed and search the room. I was in too much of a fog when I arrived,
