Stefano's POV

I wrapped Gianna in her cloak, gently lifting her into my arms, and started back toward the castle.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. I’d made a decision, gone as far as instructing Maria to set up separate chambers for Gianna, all so I’d have a reason to keep my distance. Yet, the moment I found that lake, every plan I’d carefully constructed crumbled. Without even thinking, I’d written that message, inviting her to join me there, feeling a pull I couldn’t ignore. Bringing her there was reckless, as was tearing her dress and giving in to those cravings. Now, I was compounding my foolishness by carrying her straight...