CHAPTER 4
LUCA
Luca looked in the bathroom mirror, his eyes pinned on the ragged scar close to his heart. He’d been a free man and staying at his brother Gio’s house for two days now, but his mind was still partly in lock-up. His eyes stayed focused on the spot that had nearly cost him his life. No amount of silk shirts his eldest brother had provided him with was going to cover up that scar. It was always there for him to see, a reminder of what he’d been through.
He picked up a shirt from the bed. In the last forty-eight hours, he’d been smothered by family. They meant well but he needed his own space. Watching Gio having settled down in married bliss was a strange concept. Even more, seeing Hector, a man he considered his honorary brother, doting on his wife and kids, had been an eye
