~Antonio
I woke up to the warmth of Tiara’s body curled against mine, her head resting on my chest. Her soft, steady breaths fanned against my skin, her bare leg draped over mine. The room smelled of us—of the passion that had unfolded last night, a passion that should have never happened.
Guilt settled in my chest like a heavy weight.
What have I done?
I ran a hand over my face, trying to shake the thoughts invading my mind. I had put confusion into her head. Worse, if it were really me lying in that hospital bed instead of Giovianni, then Tiara would have just cheated on me.
But to her, she had cheated.
She thought she had given herself to Giovianni, not knowing it was really me—Antonio.
I swallowed hard. She had been vulnerable, drawn to the side of Giovianni that I h
