Chapter 21

Victoria POV

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, warming my face as I stirred, yawning and stretching away the last remnants of sleep. A dull ache pulsed in my head as I sat up, frowning slightly. I glanced over, realizing Vincenzo was already gone—undoubtedly off handling some empire--building task.

Yesterday flashed through my mind, a vivid blur of heat and intensity. I remembered the way I clung to him, moving with reckless abandon, his hands possessively guiding me, his voice laced with a raw, husky command that made my whole body melt.

After brushing my teeth, a quick workout, a shower, and some skincare, I felt awake and renewed. I slipped into a pair of denim shorts and one of Vincenzo's oversized shirts. His scent lingered in the fabric—warm, masculine, and slightly addictive. I caught myself smiling like an idiot, breathing