Red Marks

Althaia

My heart fluttered as I stepped further into the room. His golden-brown eyes followed me as I slowly walked toward him.

“You’re okay.” I breathed out in relief. I didn’t want to admit it to Cara, but I had been worried sick about Damiano.

He risked his life for me.

Damiano didn’t say anything, his face expressionless as he held his hand out for me to take. Without giving it a single thought, I went to him and placed my hand in his. I let out a small gasp when he suddenly took a hold of my hips and pulled me onto his lap in a straddle position. I placed my hands on his shoulders to steady myself when I almost crashed into him.

“How are you?” He asked, and my body tingled when he caressed me.

“I should be the one asking you. You’re the one who acted like a bulletproof vest for me.” I chuckled. He let out a genuine smile and my breath quickly got caught in my throat. It was a rare, beautiful sight that had my stomach fluttering uncontrollably.

My body acted on its own and I