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Allesio’s POV

The morning air hung heavy with the smell of fresh coffee and eggs, wafting in from the kitchen down the hall. I leaned against the marble counter in the dining room, watching Rosa pour herself a glass of orange juice. She moved with an elegance that seemed effortless, like someone who’d been raised to command attention without trying.

“Rough night?” I asked, my tone light as I took a seat at the table.

She glanced at me, one brow arching slightly. She gave me a knowing look and then proceeded to play along like I hadn’t spent the night in her room. “Not at all. Slept like a baby.”

I smirked. “Impressive, considering the racket Irene was making earlier.”

She chuckled softly, and it was the kind of sound that could soften even the hardest edges of a man like me.

She joined me at the table, sliding into the chair across from mine. Her hair was still damp from a shower, loose waves cascading over her shoulders. She was casual today—jeans and a fitted sweater—but someho
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    360Allesio’s POV I never thought I’d be the kind of guy to ask for permission to marry a woman.Not because I lacked respect. No, I had plenty of that. But because I was a man who took what he wanted, fought for what he claimed, and never needed approval from anyone.And yet, here I was, standing in Alaric’s office, my hands shoved into my pockets, debating the best way to tell my boss, who was he most feared man in our world, that I was about to put a ring on Rosa Smith’s finger.Alaric glanced up from his glass of whiskey, his sharp eyes assessing me. He leaned back in his chair, amusement flickering across his face like he already knew why I was here.“Alright,” he said, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “Let’s hear it.”I exhaled, letting the words roll off my tongue before I lost my nerve. “I’m going to propose to Rosa.”His brow lifted. Not in surprise—no, nothing ever surprised Alaric. It was just mild curiosity, maybe even a little satisfaction.“You’re going to, or yo

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    357Rosa’s POVI sat on my couch, staring at the wall like it held all the answers to my life’s problems. It didn’t. Obviously.I couldn’t stop replying Allesio’s words in my head.“Then let me prove to you that it won’t.”I wanted to believe him.And maybe, for the first time, I actually did.The thought sent a nervous energy through me, making my stomach flip. For months, I had convinced myself that keeping Alessio at arm’s length was the only way to protect myself. That running was easier than facing the possibility of getting hurt again.But it wasn’t.Running never made me feel safe. It had only made me feel alone.I sucked in a breath, my decision solidifying.Enough.Enough of hiding behind my fear. Enough of waiting for the perfect moment when I felt ready—because that moment might never come.I grabbed my phone before I could talk myself out of it.Me: Are you still awake?The response came faster than I expected.Alessio: Yeah. Are you okay?My fingers hovered over the keybo

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