Giovanni Moretti
As she entered the lobby, I caught a glimpse of her face. There was a fire in her eyes, a hint of the steel beneath her soft exterior. At that moment, I knew without a doubt that my Alessia had held her own against Vitale. Pride and desire coursed through me in equal measure.
I turned away from the monitors, straightening my jacket. It was time to meet my lioness.
The door to my office swung open, and Alessia swept in, her presence filling the room with a palpable energy. The scent of her perfume - jasmine and vanilla - reached me before she did, stirring something primal within me. I exhaled slowly, relief washing over me as I took in her unharmed form.
"Mia leonessa," I murmured, drinking in the sight of her. "You had me worried."
Alessia's lips curved into a small,
