ARYA’S POVThe shopping bags were heavy, cutting into my palms as we made our way back to the villa. I didn't mind because they were evidence of the best day I had. But the moment we pulled up to the entrance, something felt off.Enzo was waiting at the door, his usual smile was replaced with a grim frown. The second he saw us, he straightened up, his eyes going immediately to Giovanni."Boss," he called out. "We need to talk. It's urgent."I paused on the steps, my bags rustling. "Is everything-"Giovanni was already moving toward Enzo and they met halfway, and Enzo leaned in close, speaking in rapid Italian that I couldn't follow.Whatever he said made Giovanni's expression harden immediately."Cazzo," Giovanni muttered, then more words I didn't understand. His whole demeanor had shifted and they started walking toward the house, completely absorbed in their conversation. I stood there holding my bags, suddenly feeling very much like an outsider.Giovanni seemed to remember I exis
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