تسجيل الدخول0073~Luca~My heart did something embarrassing.That was the honest truth of it. Standing in that cottage with the candles doing their work and Aria looking at me with that expression, the one I couldn't fully read, the one that was processing something significant, my heart did something I would not be describing to anyone ever."I don't know what to say," she said.The silence lasted approximately four seconds.They were the longest four seconds I had experienced in recent memory, including several that had involved actual danger, which said something about the specific vulnerability of this particular moment.Then she said, "Yes."Just that. Yes.I exhaled. She saw it and something warm moved across her face."Your heart skipped," she said."It did not.""Luca. I watched it.""You watched nothing."She stepped closer. "You were nervous.""I was….." I stopped. She was looking at me with that expression, the one she deploys when she knows she's right and is waiting for me to catch
0072~Aria~I turned around to face him."You were staring at him," I said. "All evening. Like you were actively planning something."Luca leaned against the car and looked at me. "I was doing my job.""Your job doesn't require you to look at a man like you want to remove him from the continent.""That's a very specific description.""Pierre made the exact same observation."Something moved across his face. "Pierre said that.""Pierre said that." I crossed my arms. "He also correctly identified who I have feelings for, which he arrived at primarily based on the way you were watching our table for three hours like it had personally offended you."Luca was quiet for a moment."So," I said. "Do you want to say something or are we going to stand in this driveway pretending the evening was normal?"He pushed off the car.Came toward me.Stopped close, that distance he favors, the one that is technically conversation distance and practically something else entirely."I hated every minute of
0071~Aria~Pierre set the water glass down slowly.He looked at me across the table with that expression of his, an expression of calmness and patience. He had been like that from the supermarket. That particular quality of patience that doesn't do too much."I'm listening," he said.I had thought about how to say this on and off all day. During the vineyard survey, during lunch, during the drive to the restaurant. I had constructed several versions of it and discarded all of them because none of them were direct enough, and Pierre deserved direct."I think you're wonderful," I said. "I mean that without any of the softening that usually comes before something difficult. You are genuinely one of the easiest, warmest people I have spent time with since I came back to France and I don't want to lose that."He was still listening. Still patient."But I have feelings for someone else," I said. "And they're significant. They're not the kind I can talk myself out of or put alongside someth
0070~Aria~The vineyard was beautiful in the morning light.I had seen the photographs in the estate files, aerial shots, harvest records, the kind of documentation that tells you facts without telling you anything about how a place actually feels. Standing in the middle of it was different. The rows went on longer than I had expected, the vines still winter-bare but with the particular structure of something that knew what it was and was simply waiting for the right season.Pierre was already there when we arrived. He and Landon and two members of their agricultural team, all in practical clothes, standing near the estate manager Henri who I had met once briefly at the office. Pierre turned when he heard the car.He smiled. The easy one."Good morning," he said."Morning." I shook his hand and then Henri's and we got into it.The survey took most of the morning. Hendrick led us through the eastern plot first, the one with the growth potential, the one Pierre and I had discussed on t
0069~Aria~Of all the people.I stepped back from Luca so fast I nearly tripped over my own feet, which was not the composed exit from the moment I would have designed given the choice. Luca dropped my wrist with the practiced ease of someone returning to neutral, which he managed considerably better than I did.My father stood in the gym doorway.He was in his robe, which meant this had not been a planned visit. He had come downstairs and found his way here for a reason that I was not yet sure I wanted to know, and he was looking at the two of us with an expression that I was going to describe as stern because it was the most accurate word available even if it didn't fully capture the depth of information it contained.Nobody spoke for a moment."Papa," I said."Aria." He looked at me. Then at Luca. Then back at me. "Come to my office when you've changed."He turned and left.I stood in the gym and stared at the doorway he had just walked back through and breathed."Go," Luca said q
0068~Aria~Josie was mid-sentence when my phone buzzed on the desk.I glanced at it.Luca.Gym at 6. Don't be late.I stared at the message."What?" Josie said, reading my face through the screen."Luca wants me in the gym at six.""For training?""Apparently." I put the phone down. "I was planning a quiet evening.""It's four o'clock. You have two hours of quiet evening before the gym.""That's not the point.""What is the point?"I looked at the message again. The period after late was doing a lot of work. Very Luca. Very unbothered about whether this was convenient for me, delivered with the complete confidence of a man who already knew I was going to show up.I typed back. *I was hoping for a quiet evening.*His response arrived in under a minute. *You can have a quiet evening at seven. Gym at six.*I showed Josie the screen.She read it and smiled in the way she smiles when she finds something funnier than she's going to admit. "He's not asking.""He never asks.""And yet you're
0013~ Aria ~I woke up sore.Not the pleasant, lingering ache of a good workout, but the deep, bone-deep soreness that came from being bent into impossible positions and fucked with relentless intensity. My thighs protested when I shifted in bed. My hips felt bruised. And there was a tenderness be
0011~ Aria ~The possessiveness radiating from Luca was making heat pool low in my belly, a traitorous warmth that spread through my thighs and made my pulse race. But I refused to let him see it. Refused to let him know that his jealous display in the gallery had affected me at all.I kept my spi
0014~ Aria ~Two hours.I had two hours to prepare, and I was going to make every single minute count.I stood in front of my closet, rifling through options with ruthless efficiency. Professional, yes. But also undeniably sexy. This was a business meeting, after all, I needed to look the part of
0015 ~ Aria ~I turned to face Luca, my expression perfectly composed even as satisfaction curled hot in my chest. His eyes were molten steel, his jaw so tight I could see the muscle jumping beneath his skin."Actually, it is possible," I said coolly, my voice carrying just enough authority to rem







