When we entered his apartment, Alessandro stopped behind me, held me by the waist with one hand and with the other pulled my hair to one side, speaking while kissing me in the exact place Levy had kissed me.

- No one, absolutely no one but me will ever put their hands or mouth on you again, Catarina. You are mine, only mine. You may even be upset, hurt, angry, but you are mine. And I will kiss every inch of skin on that delicious little body of yours today so that you remember that and to erase any damn sensation that that idiot Levy may have provoked.

- And you, Alessandro? Are you only mine too? – I asked irritably. – Or are you going to keep fucking any whore who shows up when I'm not around?

- I'm all yours, my love. I don't remember a thing about the night of Mari's party. But we won't talk about that now, because now I'm going to kiss you and make love to you and kill our longing for each other. And I'm going to engrave in every cell of your body that you're mine and that I love