Valeria pov
I lay next to Massimo, who seemed to have drifted off to sleep. My eyes scanned his body. He had on a singlet, and I observed his inked body. From his arms to his chest, it looked so hot. I wish I could run my fingers over his body like it belonged to me.
“Ugh, what are you thinking?” I whispered to myself as I turned away from him. I can't have anything to do with him. That would be so immoral. Well, he's my husband, so wouldn't it be right?
What, he's not your husband? Your real husband is still out there. The voices in my head were having a debate. I got up from the bed and went downstairs. I needed to clear my mind. I grabbed a bottle of water and stepped outside.
I walked towards the pool and sat at the edge as my legs dangled in the water. “Where the hell are you, S
