Chapter 155 Nothing Else Mattered

• "What the fuck are you doing, Leah?" Stefano's voice was hoarse, his breath catching in his throat as he instinctively tensed. Her warmth pressed against him, the faint scent of her skin filling his senses. His mind raced, and for a brief moment, everything else faded away.
• Her eyes locked onto his, and for a second, there was no pretense, no walls between them.
• Then, with a shy bite of her lip, a vulnerability flickered in her gaze. She missed him. So much.