DOMENICO

I should’ve known the moment would come back to bite me. I should’ve known nothing in my life ever went the way I imagined.

But for a few hours—just a few—I let myself believe I could have her.

Reina.

My son’s wife. My obsession. The one woman who had made me feel like I was twenty again and losing my mind for the first time all over again.

The two days I had her were hell for my sanity. Every look, every moan, every stupid little gasp she made when I touched her—it did something to me I wasn’t built for. I wasn’t eighteen, I wasn’t naïve, and I...