Rafael's POV
The morning meeting dragged on longer than I wanted. Antonio presented quarterly reports, Salvatore updated on security protocols, and various department heads gave their usual presentations.
Isabella sat across the conference table, perfectly composed in a navy dress, taking notes like she actually cared about operational efficiency. Lorenzo was beside her, leaning back in his chair.
Looking at them now, knowing what I knew, it took everything in me to keep my expression neutral.
"That concludes the financial overview," Antonio said, closing his folder. "Any questions?"
Silence around the table.
"Good. Then we're done here." I stood up, gathering my papers. "Everyone back to your departments. Lorenzo, I need to see you in my office."
Lorenzo glanced up, his expression
