Finally, he pulled back, his breathing heavy and his expression dark. Carmen looked up at him, her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and confusion. Enrico had never kissed her this way before, so aggressive. "My love, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
Enrico released her and stepped back, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Nothing," he snapped, though it was clear that something was indeed troubling him. He turned away from her, his mind still replaying the kiss with Isabella. Why had it affected him so much? What was it about her that had gotten under his skin?
Carmen watched him, her concern deepening. "Is it that girl? Did Isabella do something to you?"
Enrico's jaw tightened at the mention of Isabella's name. "Nothing happened," he lied, his voice
