She calmly left and softly closed the door. Fuck, I am such a fucking prick. My self-hatred and anger escalated rapidly. Why the fuck did I have to go and give in to her? She was toxic to me on a normal day, but after almost half a bottle of scotch, I was totally uncontrollable around her. Damn Stefano and his scotch. I thought I was tense before, but that was nothing to the tension level flooding through me. The guilt ate at me. I thought I'd be able to stop at one kiss but I should have known better. I totally lost control. Not only did I kiss The Don’s forbidden daughter, I almost fucked her. I know I was abrupt with her and maybe downright cruel, but I had to do it. It was the smartest thing to do. Keeping my distance all these years had been hard, but after what happened in the cellar, it became a whole lot worse. Still tasting her in my mouth, her sweet scent intoxicated my brain. I was suffocating in wicked thoughts about her. At that moment, she was the only thing that filled my head and the only thing I could focus on.
