Ferrara

There were three things that I wanted in life. To dance like nobody was watching. Travel the world. And fall hopelessly in love. I did all three.

We met at my older brother’s house and instantly I knew that he was trouble. He kissed me, right there in the bathroom without a care in the world. And from that moment on, I was his.

We were young, brave and naïve when we met. Sneaking around and falling in love. Giuliano Ferrara was perfection. A beautiful, crazy mistake. With his big brown eyes and his boyish charm.

But then the world fell apart and things didn’t go as planned. I never quite forgot him, no matter how hard I tried.

Years later, we saw each other again. And by the look in his eye, I instantly knew. The sweet romantic boy I once loved is long gone. In his place, a dominant, powerful man. Who gets what he wants, when he wants it.

We can never be together. It breaks my heart that he refuses to accept it.

I’m the object of his affection. And what Giuliano Ferrara wants. Giuliano Ferrara takes.