Raw Vulnerability Sandro had watched the footage three times.The hallway camera outside the main bedroom was old and angled badly, but it was good enough. Luca stepping aside. Elena passing him. A quick brush of fingers, so small and so practiced that a lesser man would have missed it. A square of white paper vanishing into her palm.He had paused the frame on her face. She had not looked down. She had not looked back. She had simply stood there, shoulders rigid, hand closed, like a woman holding a live grenade.Then he had closed the laptop and done nothing.It was the hardest decision he had made in years. Every instinct he owned told him to walk into the hallway, take her wrist, and take whatever Luca had given her. Every instinct told him to put Luca against a wall. Instead he had sat in the study with his hands flat on the desk and let the whole day pass without a word about it.Because if he took the choice from her, it would never be hers.At two in the morning the apartment
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