ADRIANA'S POV
I woke up with a groan and struggled to sit up in bed, feeling my body aching.
Looking beside me on the bed, I remembered that Vincenzo had not stayed in the room with me last night.
Not like that was important anyway, but then I remembered the events of last night, and I placed my head in my hands, thinking deeply about what had happened.
From his strange request about wanting to touch me to his not answering me when I told him that I hated him. I had no particular reason to say that, but the atmosphere had been weird, and I just wanted to see his reaction to it because I had begun to doubt if I didn't see him in a different light.
From the first time I had seen him again when he saved me months back here, I knew he was attractive but I masked it by saying I hated him which I truly did but now that I had forgiven him, it felt like the mask was being pulled back, revealing things I wasn't sure I was ready for.
