TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS BEFORE
She'd made a great mistake, it was obvious enough to her now. Last night had been the worst of her life.
Luciana couldn't recall how exactly it had happened, all she knew was that one minute she was having a conversation with him, and the next she was waking up naked next to him.
It was never supposed to happen like this. Benjamin was going to kill her, that much was very obvious.
Fear clogged her throat, and trepidation in shadowy forms surrounded her, whirling around her and threatening to swallow her. This could be death, worse than so for her.
She wrung her fingers together, weaving them through each other.
Luciana tried to calm herself down, it's all she'd been doing since she received the news, no, ever since that cursed night where she'd woken up in bed next to a man that wasn't who she was going to be getting married to in two months.
