My eyes met his. The man beside him stiffened as he read the situation and cunningly took his leave. Silvio’s eyes didn’t leave mine, instead, they narrowed into two slits.

“What are you doing here?” He asked again. And I finally found my voice.

“I-I was just—“Just what? I could feel my heart pounding within the confines of my chest, its rhythm quickening with each passing second. It was as if an invisible force was nudging it to beat faster, to resonate the sensual tension that gripped my entire being. As he confidently moved towards me, taking one step forward, then another, my senses were heightened, acutely aware of his...