~Tiara
I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands fidgeting with the hem of my dress. The silence in the hotel room was deafening, but my thoughts were louder. What had just happened? Why had Giovanni suddenly dismissed me like that? My mind raced with all sorts of scenarios, each one more troubling than the last.
Was he in danger? Was there a threat? Or was this just another one of his power plays to keep me in line? I shook my head, trying to push away the rising worry in my chest. I hated that I cared, but I did. Giovanni had a way of getting under my skin, whether I liked it or not.
Just then, my phone buzzed on the bedside table. I reached for it quickly, hoping it was some update from Giovanni or one of his men. Instead, it was a text from Antonio.
Antonio:
“Hey, are you done at
