Alessia Mancini
The pieces clicked into place in my mind, a plan forming. I could feel Nico's eyes on me, probably wondering what I was thinking. But I kept my focus on Giovanni, watching the play of emotions across his face.
"We need to be at the docks the second that ship comes in," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Giovanni's eyebrow arched, a flicker of surprise and... was that pride? crossing his face. "We?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine.
I swallowed hard, fighting the urge to look away from his intense gaze. The air between us crackled with tension, thick enough to cut with a knife. I could hear Nico shifting uncomfortably behind me, but I didn't dare break eye contact with Giovanni.
"I'm looking after warehousing now, Gio," I said, my v
