CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
MELINDA
I was still sitting on the floor of the studio, my back against the wall, my phone lying broken across the room, when I heard footsteps on the path outside. My first instinct was to hide, to pretend I wasn't here, but the door opened before I could move.
One of Kieran's guards stood in the doorway, a man named Carlo who usually maintained a respectful distance. He looked uncomfortable finding me on the floor with tear stains on my face.
"Mrs. Vescari," he said carefully. "Don Vescari asked me to find you. He has a surprise planned for this evening and requests that you prepare yourself."
I wiped at my face with the back of my hand. "A surprise?"
"Yes, ma'am. He's arranged something special. You'll need to dress appropriately." Carlo shifted his weight. "He
