The drive back was different.
The tension between them had shifted.
It wasn’t just unspoken—it was thick, lingering in the air like a storm that had passed but left destruction in its wake.
Sienna sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, her fingers resting lightly against her lips.
She could still feel the heat of Luca’s mouth on hers, the intensity behind it.
He hadn’t said a word about it.
And neither had she.
But the silence wasn’t awkward.
It was charged.
Like they both knew something had shifted between them, but neither of them was quite ready to acknowledge it.
Not yet.
Luca didn’t drive them back to the estate.
Sienna noticed as soon as they turned down an unfamiliar road, leading into the outskirts of the city.
The buildings became sparser, the streets d
