Nora’s povI couldn't sleep. My mind was a whirlwind of emerald silk, dark red wine, and the low, possessive authority in Luca's voice when he claimed me as his wife before the entire city.By two in the morning, needing a glass of warm water to settle my racing thoughts, I padded down the quiet corridor of the second floor. As I passed the arched entryway leading toward the master wing's upper terrace, I noticed a door sitting slightly ajar. A soft, amber glow spilled across the hardwood floor, accompanied by the steady, low rushing of water.Believing a faucet had been left running, I stepped closer and gently pushed the door open. "Luca? Is everything okay—"The words froze in my throat.It wasn't a kitchenette or a hallway utility room. It was a sprawling, steam-filled marble bathroom. Standing before a massive vanity, his upper body completely bare, was Luca.The thick mist hung in the air, smelling of pine wood, dark cedar, and warm sea salt. He had just stepped out of the bath,
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