GIANNI’S POV
Petal stood there and stared at me like I was crazy—maybe even joking.
I was far from joking—this was not a laughing matter. I was more than ready to get our risky endeavors started, whether she was ready to or not.
This rose room was built for her.
I’ve been up for a week straight, making sure everything was perfect. This penthouse apartment was our escape from the world.
I wanted to get her something where she could feel safe—where she could come alive.
This place was ours.
A place to have our every desire awakened.
Our every kink exposed.
And every inch of our body pleased.
This place was mostly for her, considering the desires petal held close to her chest weren’t normal or vanilla. She wasn’t the type to come out and tell me what she wanted, but I knew
