DOMENICO

“She’s a good woman, and you’re going to destroy her if you don’t stop.”

Calestino’s words kept echoing in my skull, over and over again, like a curse I couldn’t escape. They slammed against the walls of my head, sharp and relentless, long after he’d walked out of my office.

Destroy her.

The fuck did he mean by that?

I sank into my chair, the leather creaking beneath me, and dragged a hand down my face. Was I really going to destroy Reina? Was that what this was? Or was it something else—something darker, something neither of us could crawl out of once we started?

“That’s stupid,” I muttered...