(Alessandro’s POV)
The things I would do for this woman. She had no idea. She had me hooked, a willing captive to the fire in her soul. Staring down at her, defiant and beautiful on my library table, all I wanted was to erase the conflict between us, to reclaim her, to possess her so completely that she would never again doubt that we were in this together.
“How about we spice this up a little bit, mia regina?” I said, a dangerous grin spreading across my face. I didn’t wait for a reply. I pulled her from the middle of the mattress to the edge of the bed, my hands firm on her waist,
I set her on her feet in front of the large, ornate mirror that dominated one wall. I had never found much use for it, but now, it felt like the most essential piece of furniture in the room.
“Isabella,”
