Chapter Thirteen

Eric

I was not sure what came over me but I kissed Sienna's hand. The sweet scent never left my lips. I wanted more. I craved it like a drug. One taste was enough to get me addicted. She was like a drug. The reason I flew to Italy was to see her and fucking hell, I did see her and I also saw her insert her heel in that man's neck. She was just so intriguing.

I was in such a daze that I hardly noticed Gabriel enter the room to drop my suitcase. However, I did see the smirk that was plastered across his face, but I did not care.

I eventually showered and lay on the bed. My tired body begged for sleep and I gave in. This would be the first time I had slept in a while. My dreams were beautiful. I dreamt of Sienna Zanotti, my wife. Maybe she was 'the one.'

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The next day, I finally woke up but I did not know what time it was. Usually, when I went to sleep, I was to be left undisturbed no matter the emergency. A guard made the mistake of waking me up from my sleep one time and now, I cou