Alessandro stood in the shadows, his eyes following Rowan's car as it disappeared into the distance.
The cool night air of Las Vegas clung to him, but he felt none of its chill. His mind was elsewhere, focused on the scene he had just witnessed. He had come to the Moretti mansion tonight to check on Amara himself, but he hadn’t expected Rowan to be here.
It was an interesting development, one he hadn’t anticipated. Alessandro’s lips curved into a slow, calculating smile.
He had arrived just moments before Rowan and had watched from a distance as the other man approached the mansion with stealth and precision. Alessandro had quickly realized that Rowan was here for Amara.
His expression had remained calm, almost detached, as he recorded the entire scene with his phone. The way Rowan m
