Two Weeks Later
Marcello's POV
The leather of my office chair creaked as I leaned back, eyes closed, listening to the faint hum of the city streets filtering through the closed windows. The two weeks since Luca had begun handling more of the business had flown by in a blur. A good thing, I told myself. The Colombos were pleased, and everything was running smoothly. Yet, a persistent knot sat in my chest, tightening with every passing day.
I opened my eyes and glanced at the clock. Nearly 8:00 PM. It had been a long day, and yet, it wasn’t over. My desk, once stacked with piles of papers that needed my immediate attention, now held fewer files, as Luca had proven himself capable of managing day-to-day operations. He had taken on the meetings, the delicate negotiations, and even handled
