Alessia Mancini
I adjusted the silk scarf around my neck, feeling the cool fabric brush against my skin as I caught Giovanni's eye in the mirror. His gaze flickered with a mix of approval and something darker, more possessive. The tension from our earlier interrogations still hummed beneath the surface, a current of unspoken danger.
"Ready to play our parts, mia leonessa?" Giovanni's voice was a low rumble as he approached, his cologne enveloping me in a cloud of spice and wood.
I nodded, forcing a relaxed smile. "Of course, mio leone. Just another day of shopping and sightseeing for the happy couple, right?"
His fingers trailed along my arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "Precisely. Though I must say, you wear the role of pampered mafia princess quite convincingly."
A laugh bubbl
