Azalea
“Are you ready, honey?” Adriano asked as he walked into our bedroom. I turned around to face him, my breath catching in my throat.
He wore a perfectly fitted black suit that made his dark eyes look even more intense. His hair was styled back, and he looked like he had stepped out of a magazine.
“Are you done looking?” he teased, his lips curving into that knowing smile that always made my heart skip.
Heat rushed to my cheeks as I quickly looked away. “What do you mean?” I pretended not to understand, but we both knew I had been staring.
He crossed the room in two quick steps and wrapped his strong arms around my waist from behind. “You know exactly what I mean,” he whispered against my ear.
His warm breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine. My heart was beating so fast I w
