Chapter 174

*LORENZO* I pressed a soft kiss in her hair and shifted her onto the bed, then covered her with the duvet. Her plait snakes across the pillow, and for a moment I considered untying it and freeing her hair, but she mumbled something unintelligible, and I don’t want to wake her. I wondered once more if I haunted her dreams like she haunted mine. “Sleep, beautiful,” I whispered, and switched off the light before I stepped onto the landing. I closed her door, anxious that the glare shouldn’t wake her, then turn out the hall light and strode into my bedroom, leaving my door ajar. Just in case she needed me... I pressed the electronic closer for the blinds, which descend over the French windows facing the sea. In the walk-in wardrobe, I stripped off my clothes and found a pair of pajamas that Dante had brought over from the main house and slipped on the bottoms. At my apartment, I rarely wore pajamas, but here, with all the staff present, I had no choice. Leaving my clothes in a heap on the