Giovanni Moretti
I took a slow sip of wine, savouring the rich notes as I considered our options. The crystal glass felt cool against my fingers, a stark contrast to the heat simmering in my veins whenever I looked at Alessia.
"We need to strike a balance," I said, leaning back in my chair. "Show strength without escalating into all-out war."
Nico nodded, his posture alert even as he relaxed into the leather armchair. "Vitale's been pushing boundaries for months. This move at La Perla was bold, even for her."
Alessia's lips curved into a smile that held no warmth. "She underestimated me. That's an advantage we can exploit."
I felt a surge of pride mixed with desire. Mia leonessa, indeed.
"What did you have in mind?" I asked, unable to keep a hint of seduction from my tone.
She lean
