CHAPTER NINE
The villa was beautiful.
I barely had time to see it properly.
The car had barely stopped, the door barely open, my feet barely on the stone ground when Daniel's hand closed around my wrist and pulled me inside.
The entrance hall was warm. Stone floors. High ceilings. The smell of old wood and something like wine and earth and a life lived quietly in a beautiful hidden place.
I opened my mouth to say something.The door slammed shut behind us and Daniel started kissing me…Not gently. Not carefully. Not with any of the controlled precision he used for everything else in his life.
Angrily…That was the only word for it.
He kissed me like he was furious…at me, in the evening, at the men in the street, at the fact that I had left when he told me not to and put myself in dang
