The silence of the study was shattered by the sudden ringing of Luca’s phone. He had been lost in thought, his mind still pounding on Sophia’s visit, when the sound jolted him back to reality. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, his breath catching in his throat as he saw the caller ID.
Tesoro Mio. (My Treasure.)
That was what he had saved Bianca’s number as—back when they had just signed their alliance. It was all part of his act of pretending to be in love with each other. But somewhere along the way, Luca knew the pretense had turned into something real, at least for him. It had been over two weeks since they had spoken directly, and seeing her name flash across his screen now sent an unexpected rush of energy through him.
His thumb hovered over the screen, hesitat
