Nico's Pov
The following day after the shower was different in the morning. The atmosphere of the mansion was heavy, as it is just before a Mediterranean earthquake. I was sitting at the end of the long dining table with my black coffee on hand and morning reports before my feet. I was not reading about deliveries or sod wars, my brain was just up the stairs, playing the scene of Iris screaming my name, and water rushing down us. She had always remained the clean thing in this world. I had taken her out of the dirt and blood of the life she had known, and assured me I would take care of her.
But last night I f****d her. I had enjoyed her sweetness for the first time and had put my brand in its place. The worst of it all, that made my blood burn, was that I did not regret it at all.
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