Chapter 47 Torment With Pleasure

• A provocative, teasing smile curved Vittoria’s lips, the perfect blend of defiance and surrender.
• Vincenzo’s hands roamed her waist slowly, with the precision of a man not just exploring but claiming, mapping every inch with deliberate, firm touches that sent shivers through her, as if his fingers were reminding her that he knew every part of her—and none would ever stop being his.
• “The best part of having you as my wife,” Vincenzo murmured against the sensitive skin of her neck, his voice low, rough, dripping with desire, “is knowing I can have you whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want.”