ADRIANA'S POV
I was chewing on my nails, watching as the time slowly ticked to 1am. I'd have been asleep by then but Vincenzo had told me to stay awake till 1am so we could leave on time before anyone found out that I was gone. According to him, no one in the mansion except him and Valentina knew about this so there should be no hitches. I paced the length of my room, glancing at the small suitcase perched near the door. Everything was packed and ready, but my mind wasn't.
Vincenzo's kiss from earlier still lingered on my lips, no matter how much I tried to quell the thought, his lips had felt perfect on mine as it molded against mine. I hadn't even tried to fight him off or denied it. His promise to come back for me came back to me. What if he didn't make it back? What if this was the last time I'd ever see him?
