AUTHOR’S POV

The corridor was quiet, save for the soft click of Regina’s heels on the floor as she walked to her room. Spending time with Pablo wasn’t a bad idea after-all. it was all she needed to stay sane and somehow he worked his magic on her and she was all smile.

As she reached her door and turned the handle and went in, she sensed something was wrong—but it was too late.

Franco was already in the room.

Before she could process the shock, he slammed the door shut behind her and pushed her roughly against it. His lips crashed into hers with a hunger that made her...