Rafael's POV

I couldn't sleep well last night; my body was on alert knowing that Natalie was half-naked just a door away.

I put my hands under my head while I was leaning on my back on the sofa, staring at the white ceiling. Memories of Natalie as a kid flashed through my mind, and I smiled. She had been such an adorable little girl. That little girl had grown up during the years I spent abroad.

A sarcastic smile appeared on my lips as I accused myself, “You can't accept that the little girl who was once infatuated with you has grown up into a sexy woman who isn't...