Liora's Pov
The studio was dark except for the small lamp on my desk. The front door was locked. It was after midnight. The bottle of wine between us was almost empty. We hadn't said much for the last hour. We just sat there, drinking, listening to the silence. After what happened this morning, what happened against the wall, there wasn't much to say. He had claimed me. I had let him. Now we were just sitting in the aftermath.
"He made me get it," I said. The words came out quiet, but they were loud in the quiet room. I didn't look at him. I just stared at the label on the wine bottle. "My ex. The tattoo. It wasn't my choice."
Elias didn't say anything. He just waited. I knew he was listening.
"He liked to show me off," I continued, my voice shaking a little. "Not to his friends. To pe
