We stand before each other, his height far greater than mine, so close that one whisper would bring us together.
The heat of his body seems to overpower mine and welcome it.
“I will not deny that every cell in my body wants to keep you here beside me as though it were vital. I will not lie and claim you can do whatever you want here, because the bars of the Cosa Nostra would still confine you.”
“I do not want bars. I need to fly far away and find my nest…”
“Valentina, all I can secretly hope is that it will be a revoada”
His gaze burns powerfully over me as though he wants to dominate me and keep me captive.
That is why he still does not touch me.
If he does, he will not let me leave.
“Do you know that revoada means returning to the nest?”
I look at him, smiling faintly.
“A man i
