**POV MIA**
Lying in bed next to Giovanni, I struggled with insomnia. The sound of his irregular snores filled the room and echoed in my ears, making it impossible to find any trace of sleep. However, that wasn't the only reason I was awake.
My mind was filled with thoughts of Massimo. The honeymoon that was supposed to be a period of rest was turning into a whirlwind of confusing emotions. I couldn't help but think about that unexpected wedding night with Massimo when he appeared as a disguised butler, and our daring kiss by the pool later on.
What happened with Massimo was like a fire burning in my mind. His magnetic presence, his touch, and, most importantly, the intensity of our brief encounter were things I couldn't shake off. The memories of that night persisted as if they had a l
