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(Lisa's POV) "My woman?" The words echoed in my mind, its weight unsettling. No man had ever said that to me before. Even Nathan, my ex-boyfriend, never referred me with such possessiveness. Yet, hearing Alessio call me his woman sent an inexplicable flutter through my chest. "Should I bathe you?" Alessio’s deep voice pulled me back to reality. He leaned closer, his fresh breath brushing against my face, making me freeze in place. "If you don’t say something, I might take your silence as a yes," he added, as he reached down as if to lift me off the bed. "I can bathe on my own," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. He chuckled—low and brief—but it disappeared so quickly that I questioned if I’d imagined it. Without another word, he strode back to the couch, lighting a cigarette with a calm demeanor that contrasted sharply with the storm of emotions swirling inside me. "Aren't you going to leave?" I asked, and he exhaled a plume of smoke, his sharp eyes locking onto
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