To my utter amazement, I discovered there was freedom in surrender … with one caveat. There had to be trust. And after turning myself over to Matteo as I’d done, I couldn’t possibly claim in good conscience that I didn’t trust the man. I may have been overwhelmed, but if I hadn’t truly trusted him, I never would have permitted him such control over me. When my emotions warred with one another, I trusted Matteo not to hurt me. To command me and make me feel good so that I could abandon the struggle and submit to the pleasure. My world had been blown wide open. I had been so certain marriage would mean the loss of my independence, but now, I wasn’t so sure. It had only been one night, but I suspected deep in my bones, there was truth in what we had experienced. As if last night was only the
