Alessia Mancini
I bit my lip, trying to stifle a laugh as I watched Nico and Alessandro's expressions shift from surprise to bemusement. Giovanni's deep chuckle rumbled through me, his amusement evident. The tension in my chest dissolved into near-hysterical mirth, and I found myself laughing so hard tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.
"You heard the lady," I managed between giggles, wiping at my eyes. "Better do as she says."
As Nico and Alessandro obediently moved to the sink, I marveled at the absurdity of the situation. Here was my petite, fiery best friend, wielding a kitchen utensil and bossing around two of the most dangerous men in Porto Cristallo. And they were listening.
I caught Giovanni's eye, seeing my own amusement reflected there. For a moment, I could almost forget
