Night had fallen. Outside the glass-walled villa, the only sound was the waves breaking against the rocks.
Kane sat in an armchair beside me with a glass of warm water in his hand. He hadn't slept. His gaze stayed fixed on me as though I were a treasure he had just recovered and feared might shatter at any moment.
Suddenly, the encrypted phone on the bar began to vibrate. In the silence of the glass cage, the sound was impossible to ignore.
Kane rose, checked the screen, answered the call, and switched on the speaker.
"Boss." Marco's tense voice echoed through the open living room. "The public relations team traced the media outlets Miss Selena Valenti bribed and then reviewed the estate's surveillance footage."
Kane turned, keeping his eyes on my face. "Go on."
"The video of the wed
