LORENZO’S P.O.V.
As I sipped my coffee on the breakfast table, I tried to push away all thoughts of Isabella from my head. She was like a leech that had stuck herself in my brain and refused to let go no matter how hard I tried to pull her off. Last night was a huge mistake, I should never have succumbed to her. I had always been weak to resist her and it was something we both knew but when I felt her wetness and knew that it was for me, I couldn’t stop myself.
I wanted her, I never stopped wanting her, and I had stupidly thought that it could be just s*x between us but I was sorely mistaken. Right after, I had wanted to pull her into my arms and kiss her until she was dizzy. I wanted to hold her until she fell asleep while I counted the lashes framing her cheeks like I had done many nig
