Annaās heart thumped against her ribs as she walked the narrow, lanternālit alley behind the cozy cafĆ© in Amsterdam. The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain on cobblestones, and the soft murmur of distant cyclists created a rhythm that matched the quickening beat in her chest. She had arranged to meet Davidāa distinguished, silverāhaired gentleman whose reputation for both intellect and sensual confidence preceded him. When she reached the hidden doorway, David stood there, his posture relaxed yet commanding, a halfāsmile playing on his lips. He wore a tailored coat that hin Read more