I woke up to my body still shaking from the night before. My lips were bruised from kisses, my skin ached from his grip and my mind couldn’t just settle. Angelo haunted me like air, he was everywhere and I was starting to need him.
Soft and golden sunlight filtered through the curtain but it did nothing to calm me. Instead, it made me restless. The memory of him pressing me down, touching every part of me rushed back too easily. I subconsciously clenched my thighs just thinking about it. My body craved that man, the very man who had ruined me.
When it was time for dinner, I made sure I went prepared. My make up was glossier than usual, hair, brushed smooth, lips painted and dress chosen carefully. I walked into the dining room where the other wives were already seated. Angelo sat at the
