*VINCENZO*
Sitting in the quiet of the morning, I felt the weight of everything pressing down on my chest, the hush of the luxurious room barely able to drown out the tumult in my mind. Adeline rested against me, her warmth radiating through the thin fabric of my dress shirt—my shirt, which she had taken as her own. Anyway, she looked better in it, and I could admire her delicate skin, which felt shivers under the influence of the cool material, and her beautiful n*****s stood out, tempting me to roll them between my fingers. It was surreal, this picture we painted together, the outlines of passion and vulnerability curling around us like smoke in the morning light. Yet, my heart raced with a different kind of unease.
I tightened my grip around her, instinctively fearful of letting her g
