Chapter 21Vincenzo's Pov.Why do you remind me of the mafia, Francesca?That was his first sentence. No greeting. No offer to sit, only that one question. It cut through me, low, and menacing. It was not the kind of question you replied to thoughtlessly. The kind that suggested he had seen, considered, calculated things and was suspecting something. I didn't flinch. Because flinching meant weakness, and I couldn't afford to be weak in the presence of Vincenzo Lombardi."Because," I said, going further into the study, my tone even, "it's the only family structure where loyalty is more specific than love. And I am loyal."He didn't flinch. He sat with eyes locked on me, as silent as silent water, but I knew not to mistake stillness for peace. Vincenzo was never peaceful. He just had a depth of stillness. And then he did something that took me aback. He sat back in his chair and smiled. It barely reached his eyes, and it was laced with more curiosity than amusement. "Interesting answer
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