Giovanni Moretti
I rose from the sunlounger, grabbing her cover-up as Alessia approached. The scent of chlorine mingled with her natural perfume, creating an intoxicating blend that made my head swim. Gently, I draped the soft fabric around her shoulders, letting my fingers linger on her skin.
"Come, mia cara," I murmured, guiding her to sit beside me on the sunlounger.
She settled in, her damp skin cool against mine. I pressed a kiss to her cheek, inhaling deeply. "How are you feeling?" I asked, my voice low and intimate.
Alessia's lips curved into a small smile, her eyes closing as she rested her head on my shoulder. The weight of her trust in that simple gesture was not lost on me.
"I needed that," she said softly. Her voice held a note of relief that made my chest tighten. "To jus
