More guests began to arrive shortly after the first couple, trickling in one by one like a slow but steady stream. Two more couples came next, followed by a single man and two women, all dressed impeccably as if stepping right off the pages of a fashion magazine. I greeted each of them as they entered, exchanging the obligatory pleasantries even though my patience was wearing thin. The morning was going to be more exhausting than I’d initially thought, but I knew what role I had to play here.
Luca—well, Lucas—had made it clear without saying a word that I was to behave like the proper hostess, the perfect wife. I wasn’t in the mood to push any boundaries today, especially not with him surrounded by these people. They looked powerful, dangerous, and like they wouldn’t hesitate to make anyo
