LUCA
I parked outside and waited for Alina.
I was picking her up after her meeting. The door opened but it was Alberto who came outside.
He walked past me toward his car, his eyes burning with so much hatred, it was almost laughable. If looks could kill, I'd be dead a thousand times over and he wouldn't have been my killer either.
I didn't react. Didn't even spare him a second look as I pulled open the passenger door just as Alina stepped outside.
She pulled her coat tighter, her hair shifting against her shoulders as the wind picked up. She looked tired and majestic at the same time.
When I stepped into the car, the driver pulled out, my security detail in front and behind us.
After being shot at, I was more careful with security. I watched Alina's face. She looked
