GETTING HIM

ISABELLA 

I woke up to the sound of my ragged breathing, my body feeling heavy and lethargic.

 I glanced at the clock on the bedside table, wincing as I saw the time was 4 am. 

I had a big day ahead of me. The case of Domenico is going to trial this morning. But instead of studying the case files, I had spent the entire night wrapped in Lorenzo's arms, losing myself in his passion.

As I sat up, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. I had never felt so tired, so drained. 

But as I looked down at Lorenzo, sleeping peacefully beside me, I felt a spark of energy ignite within me. 

This is the first time I have seen him sleeping peacefully beside me, taking in the sharp lines of his face, the curve of his lips, and the way his dark hair fell across his forehead. 

He was handsome, devastatingly so, and I felt a flutter in my chest as I gazed at him.