The Ricci Heir
Matteo studied me for a long moment, something dark and proud flickering in his eyes.
“You’re stronger than they think,” he said.
“I know,” I whispered.
"When we are alone I have some questions about what really happened to your mother." Before I say anything, footsteps echoed from upstairs — sharp, irritated, unmistakably Isolde. Matteo’s hand tightened on my back. "Stay close to me Kitten."
"Is ea, a Leon." I nodded (Yes, my Lion)
But this time, I wasn’t afraid.
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