Sienna had spent months learning how to read Luca’s moods.
The slight shifts in his tone, the way his eyes darkened when he was truly thinking.
And right now—
Right now, he was thinking too much.
She could see it in the way he sat back against his desk, rolling his glass between his fingers.
The tension in his jaw, the weight in his gaze.
Someone was coming for him.
And that meant they were coming for her too.
She had gotten too deep.
Too entangled in a web she had no way of escaping.
Yet, instead of fear, all she felt was curiosity.
Who was it?
And why now?
Luca was powerful.
Untouchable.
Whoever was bold enough to go after him either had a death wish—
Or they were stronger than she thought.
Sienna didn’t like unknowns.
So she did what she always did.
She started digg
