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The scene shifts seamlessly to the winding mountain roads of Cortina d'Ampezzo. Outside the passenger window, the majestic, snow-draped peaks of the Dolomites slowly emerge from the morning mist, their jagged limestone ridges cutting through the sky.Mia sits in the passenger seat, subtly rubbing her stomach under her puffer jacket, her mind swirling with a mix of deep satisfaction and immediate regret.Lunch at a rustic mountainside trattoria had been her downfall. Confronted with authentic Milanese ossobuco and rich, creamy saffron risotto, she had completely thrown all dietary restraint to the wind.Now, she feels so stuffed she could practically roll out of the car."What route are we taking today?" Elias breaks her silent self-reproach, glancing at the navigation screen. "How's the difficulty?"Mia props her chin on her hand, casting him a sly look. "The standard tourist path is easy, but boring. Today, we're taking the actual alpine hiking trail.""So, it's going to be exhaustin
Dawn breaks over Milan, painting the cobblestones in soft, golden hues.Having strictly managed a certain alpha's boundless energy last night just so they could actually get out of bed, Mia drags a freshly showered Elias out the door.She bypasses the tourist-heavy Duomo, leading him directly into the Navigli district—a labyrinth of ancient canals and quiet, breathing streets she grew up in. The morning air is crisp, filled with locals walking dogs and carrying fresh groceries.Elias's towering frame looks almost comical as they squeeze into a tiny, unassuming corner cafe. The wooden bar is worn smooth by decades of ceramic cups. It's a local secret run by a mother and daughter. When the morning pastries run out, the doors lock.Mia drops his hand to order in rapid, fluent Milanese dialect, then turns back to her giant of a boyfriend. "Alright, time for a real Milanese breakfast."The owner slides a tiny cup of pitch-black liquid, a golden, flaky croissant, and a small dish of marinat
With the Olympic gold safely secured, the roaring tension begins to settle. For Elias and the Raiders, the months of suffocating pressure finally dissolve. They are officially on vacation.Inside the Olympic Village, Elias wraps up a light core maintenance routine and steps out of the shower. He picks up his phone from the nightstand just as it lights up.[Mia]: The worker bee is officially on duty.A lazy, devastatingly handsome smile spreads across his face. He types back.[Elias]: Don't worry. I'm up early to keep you company.A mischievous glint in his eyes. [Elias]: Just making sure my stamina is up to par for tonight, babe. You seemed pretty obsessed with how my core felt under your hands yesterday. Gotta keep this body tight if I want to keep you helpless beneath me.Mia stares at her screen, her cheeks bursting into a furious, violent blush.[Mia]: ......"Mia, good morning!"Mia jumps as a fellow medical colleague suddenly calls out from behind her. With lightning speed, Mia
Two souls finally collide at the exact same starting line."I never actually thought we would last this long," Mia murmurs, her gaze drifting toward the floor-to-ceiling windows where a sparkling river of Milan's night lights stretches into the horizon.She rests her head back against his solid chest. "At the beginning, I just had a day-by-day mindset. I figured we would just see how far we could go before the distance broke us."Accepting his confession back then is a decision she made after intense deliberation, but she never dares to dream of a permanent forever.She turns around in his embrace. "Thank you for everything you've done. For giving me the courage to finally hand my future over to you. Trust is a terrifying thing, Elias."For a woman as fiercely independent as Mia, learning to rely on a man is the ultimate testament to his devotion.From the moment he ruthlessly uproots his life, shifting his corporate empire to Milan just to plant his roots where she stands, she feels
The Raiders trickle back into the locker room, the euphoria of the final buzzer still vibrating in their veins.Elias quickly sheds his gear, slipping into his official team track jacket as he waits for the staff to usher them back out.The stadium operations are a well-oiled machine. Before Lucas and the others can fully settle into their victory gossip, the officials corral the team back to the ice.The Olympic anthem swells, wrapping the arena in a heavy, majestic echo.One by one, the athletes step onto the podium. As the team captain, Elias claims the dead center. When the Olympic committee member slips the heavy, solid gold medal around his neck, the icy, metallic weight grounds him.It's real. As the Canadian flag ascends toward the rafters and the national anthem plays, Elias stares ahead, his chest tight with a fierce, untamed pride.Following the ceremony, the gold medalists are herded into the mixed media zone. This is the moment Elias has been waiting for.The tunnel is a
The media is a beast with a thousand hungry mouths, and it is currently starving for a scandal.Publicists and clickbait tabloids are masters of the "calculated leap." They take a grain of truth—a long-distance relationship, a staggering wealth gap—and spin it into a web of inevitable heartbreak.To feed the frenzy, they manufacture narratives out of thin air.A five-minute polite conversation between Elias and a female business mogul at a charity gala is branded as "Elias Weston Moves On".A candid shot of Elias looking exhausted in the back of a towncar after a grueling day of corporate acquisitions is captioned as "Heartbreak in the Backseat: A Billionaire's Lonely Night".Elias's PR team, ever-watchful of the Weston Group's stock price, funnels these reports to him. Even if they didn't, Lucas and the rest of the Raiders are more than happy to shove the most ridiculous headlines in his face, laughing as they "mourn" his phantom breakup.Elias himself is baffled. He looks at the "ev







