(Penelope’s POV)
I woke up with a start, slightly disoriented.
The room I was in looked unfamiliar, and for a split second, I wondered where I was, but a glance at the sleeping figure beside me quickly brought the memories of last night flooding into my head, the intensity of our s****l encounter, and the unusual vulnerability I had allowed myself to experience under his careful instruction…
Even though no one was watching me, I could not help the blush of bright red that coated my entire body.
God!
I had behaved like such a wanton woman last night!
And I had been duly utilized by the arrogantly annoying mafia lord, so much so that I couldn’t even recall when I’d fallen asleep.
He had dicked me down so good that one minute I was up begging for more, and the next, I was gone.
I now
