Chapter 145 Needed To See Her

• As the SUV pulled to a stop, Adriano relaxed in his leather seat, staring at his house but not really seeing it. He had way too much on his plate, and the situation with the traitor was stressing him the hell out.
• After several minutes, he climbed out of the SUV, stretching his neck muscles and rolling his shoulders. His body was screaming for rest. Every muscle ached, and his eyelids felt like sandpaper grinding against his eyes. He had not gotten more than two hours of sleep the previous night.
• Sex, which had started as a punishment for Serena's little rebellion, had spiraled into something entirely out of his control. One touch had turned into another, and he found himself addicted to the feel of her. She had been like fire beneath his skin. He had touched her with the hunger of a man starved for years. He could not keep his hands away from her; it was as if the more he tasted, the more he wanted.