CHAPTER 12
DOMENICO
I wasn’t looking for her.
Not really.
I was heading to my study. Just needed a file I left in there. That was all.
That was what I told myself, anyway.
But as I passed her room, I heard something.
A moan.
Soft. Desperate. Guttural.
I froze.
My hand was halfway to the doorknob of my office, but the sound rooted me in place.
Another moan. This one longer. Louder.
“Mmm… Domenico…”
My name.
She f*****g moaned my name.
I stepped back, silent, keeping to the shadows just beside her slightly ajar door. She must’ve forgotten to close it properly.
And then I heard her voice again.
“You’d hate this, wouldn’t you?” she whispered. “Me moaning your name when you’re not even here. Touching myself like some needy little slut…”
I clenched my fists.
The things I’d d
