“What a joke,” Vincenzo muttered. “Since the day I first became sexually active, I’ve only ever been with one woman. And do you know what? I never enjoyed it. Not once. In fact, I hated every second of it with passion.”
Seraphina blinked, her lips parting in disbelief. “What! Why?”
He tilted his head, studying her as if she had asked the most naive question. “Because I had no interest in her. None. I felt nothing for her, no emotion, and no connection. She was just… there. I didn’t like her, Seraphina.”
Her brows furrowed, confusion weighing on her face. “Then why? Why did you sleep with her?” she pressed, unable to stop herself. Curiosity gnawed at her, even though she knew his answers might disgust her.
Vincenzo’s eyes darkened. Slowly, he rose, sat beside her on the bed, and began t
