VINCENZO’S POV
Last night had truly been an experience I will never forget so soon.
Clarice.
Her name rolled off my tongue like a melody. But as I reached out, expecting to feel her body pressed against mine, my brows frowned when I felt nothing but the empty space next to me. The place where Clarice should have been was completely void of her presence and my eyes snapped open. Did she ditch me?
The sheer audacity of it all made my jaw clench as an annoyed smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I sat up in bed. The sheets pooled round my waist as I ran a hand through my disheveled hair. Who would have thought a day would come where a woman left me, Vincenzo Maranzano, in bed? This had never happened to me before. Usually, after sleeping with a woman, it was either I was gone befor
