Chapter 34
Stefano
The faint smell of pancakes and coffee mixed with fresh juice lingered in the dining area as I walked into it. From where I stood, I could see Ziyana got into the car. She smiled politely at her driver as he closed the door gently after. My body was still sore from the jet lag and my heart was still heavy from my conversation with Anna. Although I had instructed that they be followed, my mind was still not at peace. I have a feeling that there was more drama to come.
Vittorio sat in the chair, dressed for the day and gently sipping his coffee while reading through the paper. His glasses were on the bridge of his nose. He seemed to be enjoying the moment. Just as he closed the papers, Sal walked in. His hair damp as if he just left the showers. He was shirtless and lo
