Alessia had never felt the estate quiet like this before. The corridors usually hummed with staff bustling, murmurs of decisions, clinking glasses from early meetings. Today, it was different. The silence pressed against her in a way that made her aware of every footstep, every faint echo of her own breathing. The morning sun filtered through the tall windows, casting long patterns on the polished marble floor, and she realized that for the first time, she was truly alone here—not in the sense of being deserted, but in a way that meant no one was watching, judging, or waiting for her to falter.She had spent weeks learning, observing, trying to understand the subtle movements of power within these walls. Marcello had been patient, letting her absorb, letting her stumble in private before guiding her carefully. He had given her access to files, to decisions, to meetings, and yet he had remained a silent shadow in the corner, his presence both comforting and intimidating. But today was
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