Up until now, the hurt had waited at the edges of his consciousness, only occasionally pawing at him, but now it galloped forward at full speed. He reached out blindly for the nearest table, but his knees buckled first. A hand grabbed him from behind, saving his head from hitting the floor. “Hold...
Across the mahogany dining table, her husband Dario’s unfaithful eyes simmered with lust as the young maid served the evening meal. When the girl replenished his crystal wine glass, his fingertips brushed against her skin, lingering longer than well-bred manners allowed. Marietta fisted the linen...