Chapter 41

*Two days later* 

In the study on the second floor of the palazzo, decorated in bland colors of white, gray, and navy blue, and arranged tactically to meet the taste of any man. 

The curtains drawn closed, and without the natural source of light created an illusion of detachment from the outside world. 

Behind the desk in his office, Leonardo stared at the document in his hands for a long time before he threw it aside and sighed heavily. Ever since he made Paige climax in the garden, the strangest thing has been happening to him. 

He has been constantly replaying the events in his head. Of how she moaned and arched her back, the feel of her skin under his hand, and when he was not thinking about that he was thinking about the way her eyes sparkled whenever she looked at him, the gentle way she tucked her hair behind her ear whenever she was nervous or embarrassed about something. And then — her lips. 

On one or two occasions Leo