(SERGIO)
I find Ivanna reclining on the patio, reading on her tablet, early one afternoon. When I sit on the end of the chaise, she slides her feet over, making sure not to touch me. A flush brightens her cheeks, color that has nothing to do with the Italian sun. "What do you want, Sergio?"
My eyes drink in her long sculpted legs and golden skin. For the last few days, I've kept my distance, giving her time to readjust to life at the estate while I try to find out if I have a traitor in our midst. I know her trust will take time, but I am a patient man.
She will require proof of my feelings, irrefutable evidence of my devotion to her, which I am perfectly willing to demonstrate for however long it takes. I have no more pride when it comes to this woman.
I lean on the chaise, drawing closer to her. "I have a surprise for you."
"No, thank you."
"You will like this one, I promise."
"Let me guess? Your dick in my mouth? Hard pass."
