I blinked, utterly shocked. Alessio… asleep? I didn’t think it was possible. He looked so different like this, peaceful, even innocent. His hair fell messily across his forehead, softening his usually sharp features. It made my heart twist in ways I wasn’t ready to confront.
The car rolled to a stop in front of the mansion, and I felt an odd pang of guilt. He never let his guard down. Not ever. And now here he was, trusting me with this rare moment of vulnerability. It was unsettling but also... comforting.
I let him rest for a few more seconds before the car door opened abruptly, the chill of the night air rushing in. Alessio stirred slightly but didn’t wake.
Dante’s voice was the first thing I heard. “Boss?” He leaned in, his massive frame blocking most of the light spilling into the
