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I’m close.

So fucking close.

And she’s not stopping.

Her kisses.

Her hands.

Her moans mixing with mine.

I come with a guttural sound and pick her up, forcing her hands to fall away from me as my cum hits my thighs and the shower floor.

“I always wondered how you would sound,” she whispers, kissing me, teasing me through it.

“I don’t know what the fuck to do with you, menace.”

My phone ringsin the middle of the night, pulling me out of my sleep.

It takes everything for me to roll away from Delilah and leave her head resting on a pillow instead of my chest.

When I crack one eye open, the angry glare of my alarm clock tells me it’s three o’clock.

Squinting, I sit up because I know Victor wouldn’t be calling me if it’s not an emergency. I swipe the screen without looking at it, prepared to hear his voice.

“Yeah?”

“Good morning, Adonis.”

I blink as if it’s going to change the voice in my ear to one I want to hear. Looking over my shoulder, I make sure Delilah is still sleeping and get up to walk into the hall.

“Chiara, it’s three o’clock in the damn morning.”

A nonchalant huff fills the line. “It’s nine where I am,relax.”

Counting down from five doesn’t work. So I count down from ten.

And my voice is still tight when I ask, “What you want?”

“I’m ready to talk.”

“What the fuck about?”

My mind and body are still stuck between sleep and awake. I want to be back in bed with Delilah. This is the first and last time I’m leaving her in bed to deal with another woman. But the next thing Chiara says grips my attention and I abandon my aggravated train of thought.

“Calling off our engagement.”

Chapter 41

The Truth

DELILAH

The headache I wake up with the next morning doesn’t match the sleep I got the night before. I didn’t wake up once throughout the night, and the last thing I remember is Adonis’ hand working out the tension in the back of my neck while I laid snug against him.

Yet I wake up alone in his bed with a band of tension across my forehead and the pain narrows my eyes down to slits.

After leaving his suite to freshen up and get dressed in my room, I head down the stairs, shielding my eyes from the sunlight cascading through the arched window facing the staircase.