LOGIN"I could move closer," Luca offered. "Share body heat without actually touching, just proximity, just warmth." Sienna considered, weighing vulnerability against discomfort. "Okay but Luca, I'm serious, no touching, no taking advantage, just warmth." "Just warmth," Luca confirmed, carefully shifting closer until she could feel his presence without contact. The warmth radiating from him was immediate, cutting through the chill that had settled into her bones. Sienna felt herself relaxing slightly, felt her hypervigilance easing with the comfort of not being alone. "Better?" Luca asked softly. "Yes," Sienna admitted. "Thank you." "Sienna," Luca said after another silence. "What you did yesterday, saving Maria - I can't stop thinking about it." "Why?" Sienna asked. "Because it was pure," Luca said. "No calculation, no self-interest, just immediate compassionate action.I've spent my entire life in a world where every choice is strategic, where kindness is weakness and comp
Luca returned to the estate twelve hours later, covered in blood that wasn't entirely his, carrying the weight of what he'd done to his brother and the brutal certainty that Enzo's betrayal ran deeper than anyone had suspected. Matteo had the cleanup handled, had men scrubbing the warehouse and disposing of evidence while lawyers prepared explanations for Enzo's sudden disappearance—the machinery of violence and consequence that kept their world running. But all Luca wanted was to check on Sienna. He found her awake, sitting carefully in bed with pillows supporting her back, staring out the window at the gardens where she'd nearly died.The evening light caught her profile, and Luca saw exhaustion and pain written in every line of her face. "You're back," she said without turning. "Did you handle it?" "Yes," Luca said simply, not elaborating on what "handling it" had required. "Your brother?" Sienna asked. "Won't be a problem anymore," Luca said, his voice flat. Now Si
"Because I need you to know I mean this," Luca said. "Need you to feel that I'm sincere, not manipulating or playing games.""Permission granted," Sienna whispered.Luca took her hand gently, careful not to jostle her injuries. "I was wrong, Sienna. Wrong about you, wrong about what I wanted, wrong about everything except the certainty that you matter, not as Serena's replacement, but as yourself.""Luca..." Sienna started."Let me finish," he interrupted gently. "I've taken months from your life, trapped you here because of my obsession with the past.I can't undo that damage, can't erase what I've done but I can stop making it worse."He squeezed her hand carefully. "I can start seeing you clearly instead of through the distortion of my own broken expectations.Can recognize your courage, your compassion, your fundamental goodness despite everything I've subjected you to.""You're saying pretty words," Sienna said, her voice weak. "But pretty words don't change reality. I'm still yo
Luca stood in his office three hours after the attack, surrounded by maps, security reports, and surveillance footage but his mind kept returning to the gardens, to Sienna throwing herself over a terrified child without hesitation."You're not listening," Matteo said, interrupting his thoughts."I heard you," Luca said, refocusing. "Enzo's location confirmed - the warehouse district, surrounded by six men, armed but not expecting retaliation this quickly.""And your orders?" Matteo asked."We move at dawn," Luca said. "Quiet, controlled. I want him alive for questioning, want to understand exactly how deep this betrayal goes before deciding consequences."Matteo nodded, making notes. "The demolitions expert?""Find him," Luca commanded. "I want confirmation that Enzo ordered this attack, want evidence that can't be disputed or explained away by convenient excuses about signatures and coincidence.""Done," Matteo said, then paused. "How's Sienna?""Injured," Luca said, his jaw tighteni
Luca watched as the doctor worked, each of Sienna's pained gasps hitting him like physical blows. She'd been hurt protecting a child, had run toward danger without hesitation when any rational person would have run away. Maria's mother burst into the room, tears streaming down her face, her daughter clutched in her arms; when she saw Sienna, she fell to her knees. "Signorina," she sobbed. "You saved my baby, you saved Maria when you could have run to safety. How can I ever thank you?" "She's okay?" Sienna asked, her voice weak. "Maria's not hurt?" "Not a scratch," the woman confirmed. "Because you covered her, protected her with your own body; signorina, you're a hero." "Not a hero," Sienna said, wincing as the doctor pulled out a particularly large stone fragment. "Just someone who heard a child screaming anyone would have done the same." "No," Luca said quietly. "Not anyone; most people's instinct is self-preservation, especially during an attack; you ran toward danger to sav
"Now he's weak," Enzo confirmed. "And weakness in a Don doesn't just affect him, it affects everyone. So yes, I'm using this opportunity to claim what should have been mine from the beginning but I'm also genuinely preventing disaster, genuinely saving an organization that's bleeding power." "What about Matteo?" Paulo asked. "Luca's consigliere is loyal to a fault. He'll never support this, will fight you every step." "Matteo is a problem," Enzo acknowledged. "But he's also practical, if I can show him concrete evidence that Luca's obsession is destroying what they've built.If I can demonstrate that organizational survival requires new leadership, he might step aside, might choose the greater good over personal loyalty." "And if he doesn't?" "Then he becomes collateral damage," Enzo said coldly. "I respect Matteo, recognize his value but I won't let one man's loyalty to my brother doom hundreds of others. If he stands in the way of necessary change, he'll be removed along w







