*ADELINE*
I barely had time to catch my breath before Vincenzo slid back into the dining room like a shadow emerging from the depths, his presence as magnetic as ever. The sight of him sent a rush of warmth coursing through my veins—there it was again, that undeniable pull I felt toward him, a riptide of danger and allure that threatened to sweep me away.
Despite the amusing and carefree moments I had spent with Marcus, I found that I had desperately yearned for Vincenzo's return. It was as if my body had some silent understanding of what I truly desired: the thrill, the uncertainty, the tantalizing presence of a man who danced along the line of danger. My heart raced, the memory of his predatory blue eyes still fresh in my mind—eyes that seemed to promise excitement and peril in equal m
