Chapter 40
Sienna’s POV
The next morning Luca suggested a picnic. “Just us,” he said over coffee. “Away from the mansion. Normal day.”
I loved the idea. We packed a basket together. Sandwiches, fruits, cheese, wine, and a big blanket. I wore a simple yellow dress. Luca put on jeans and a white shirt that looked perfect on him. We drove out in one of the less flashy cars. The city gave way to green hills outside New York.
The spot he chose was beautiful. A quiet meadow with trees and a small stream. Sun shone bright. No guards. No secrets. Just us.
Luca spread the blanket under a big tree. I unpacked the food. We sat close, legs touching. The air smelled like grass and flowers.
“This is perfect,” I said.
He smiled and handed me a sandwich. “You deserve perfect.”
We ate slowly. Talki
