Landing with a smooth thud, the white Ferrari was waiting, sleek and gleaming in the sunlight. A tall, blonde guy stood beside it, casually leaning against the car, his sapphire blue eyes scanning us. He didn't move until we approached, giving Zavi a small bow.
"Welcome back, boss," he said with a grin.
"Thanks, Will," Zavi mumbled, sliding into the car, and I followed, giving the guy a quick glance. He looked... well, pretty hot, honestly. His black shirt, sleeves rolled up, revealed a tattoo peeking from under the collar. His eyes met mine as I climbed in.
I nodded slightly, not sure how to handle the unexpected flutter in my chest.
We sped through Sicily, the familiar streets making me feel like I was back in the heart of it all. It had been three years since I last stepped foot her
