(Alessandro’s POV)
I woke up with the sun. For the first time in as long as I could remember, I had slept through the entire night. There were no nightmares, no waking up in a cold sweat. There was only the calm, steady breathing of the woman sleeping beside me.
I turned my head and watched Isabella. Her face was peaceful in the soft morning light, the lines of stress and fear from our time in New York finally gone. Last night, in the quiet safety of our room, we had found each other again. After all the fighting, the running, and the fear, we had found our sanctuary.
My vow to her echoed in my mind. I will never let anyone hurt you again. It was not just a promise. It was my new purpose. For ten years, my life had been about holding onto my father's empire. Now, it was about building a
