Semua Bab The Mafia's Nanny : Bab 331 - Bab 336

332Gianna’s POV I should have seen it coming.The moment Matteo walked into my office that evening, I knew.There was something in the way he looked at me—calm, steady, determined.No teasing. No games.Just him.Just us.I set my pen down, exhaling slowly. “You’re still here.”“You sound surprised.”I leaned back in my chair, studying him. “Most people go home at a reasonable hour.”“Most people don’t have unfinished business.”His voice was quiet, but I grasped the hidden meaning in it instantly.I swallowed. “Matteo—”“No.” He shook his head, stepping closer. “No more brushing me off. No more pretending.”I stiffened, but he didn’t back down.“You told me I don’t know you anymore,” he said, voice steady. “You were right. But I want to.”I glanced away. “It’s not that simple.”“It never is.”I hated how easily he saw through me.Hated that no matter how hard I tried to keep my distance, he always found his way in.Matteo exhaled, raking a hand through his hair. “Look, I don’t expe

334Rosa’s POV The first rule of coming back to town? Avoid the Castillo estate at all costs.I had the plan mapped out: check into a hotel, visit Emilia, and pretend I wasn’t back in the same city as Allesio Castillo—the man who shattered my heart like cheap glass. Easy, right?Except, as always, life had other plans.I tightened my coat around me as I walked down the familiar streets, my heels clicking against the pavement. Everything looked the same—the bakery where Emilia and I used to sneak off for pastries, the bookstore where we’d spend hours gossiping instead of reading. It should’ve felt like home. Instead, it felt like a graveyard of memories.And like an idiot, I kept stepping on the ghosts.I stopped in front of Café Verona, a tiny coffee shop where Allesio and I had once shared a stolen moment. It was nothing special, just a rainy afternoon, two cups of coffee, and a conversation that made me feel like he saw me—really saw me. The memory hit me so hard I almost stepped i

336Rosa’s POV I continued walking but of course, I should have remembered that Allesio wouldn’t let me go that easily.“Rosa.”His voice was closer than it should have been. I barely had time to react before his hand wrapped gently—but firmly—around my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.I inhaled sharply, my pulse spiking at the contact. My body betrayed me instantly, remembering what it was like to be touched by him, to be wanted by him. To be loved by him.But my heart?My heart remembered the hurt.I yanked my arm back, but he didn’t let go. Not tightly, not enough to hurt—but enough to stop me from running.I glared at him. “Let me go.”“Not until you listen.”I huffed out a bitter laugh. “We’ve been over this. What’s left to say?”His grip loosened, but he didn’t let go. “That I never stopped loving you.”I felt those words more than I heard them.But I couldn’t afford to believe them.I gave him a flat look. “You have a real funny way of showing it.”His throat bobbed. “I was sc