The silence between them stretched like a taut wire.
Sienna could still feel the echo of Luciano’s words in her chest. “I can lose everything… but not you.”
It was a vow she hadn’t asked for—but one she clung to now like armor.
Luciano stood with his hand still around her wrist, his breath slow and shallow, as if trying to rein in a storm inside himself.
His touch was steady, but his eyes… they gave him away.
The chaos swirling in them mirrored hers.
“Luciano,” she said softly, searching his face. “What aren’t you telling me?”
His grip loosened, and he turned away, pacing toward the tall windows that overlooked the estate.
The moonlight etched shadows across his profile, sharp and devastating.
“You heard what he said,” Luciano murmured. “Someone is watching you. Studying you. W
