ALINA
Luca was dressed when I woke up.
The sound of his belt buckling pulled me from the edge of sleep.
I heard him moving around the room, heard the clink of metal as he fastened his watch.
I pushed myself up on one elbow, blinking the sleep from my eyes. He was already wearing his signature dark pants. "Where are you going?"
His hands paused for half a second before he went back to what he was doing. "Since when do you ask me that?"
I shifted, the sheets cool against my skin. Since he officially became my husband, since I found out he was hiding a mistress from me, since he had gone back to his mistress when we came home together.
I pretended none of that mattered. "Since I arranged a meeting with Pietro."
That got his attention. He stopped dragging the jacket o
