Salvatore Gianluca

I wanted to stay with Roxanne, as she asked me to, but I couldn't do it. Or, rather, it shouldn't. What had happened between us was nothing more than sex, a fleeting connection that we both longed for at the time. I looked at my phone and saw a message from Zane.

"Sir, we need to speak urgently."

I left the room warning Roxanne not to do anything stupid and left. A shiver ran down my spine. Lately, those messages have been unsettling me. I put on my jacket, ready to leave the mansion, when Gloríe poked her head out.

"Where is Roxanne, sir?"

"It's upstairs. Take great...