Gabriele’s POV

The dress she wore was as provocating as her face. Her curves called to me and I felt my groin tighten as I watched her descend the stairs. If she had permitted me to sleep with her already, she wouldn’t have been able to escape tonight.

The thought of missing the opportunity to touch her made my hands itch. She was mine, yet being with her was so difficult.

“You will sleep in my room tonight,” I blurted out.

Yes, I wouldn’t be able to fuck her brains out, but I could at least share some of her body heat.

Her face turned pale and I expected her...