Chapter 68
Dermos’ POV
Luciana didn’t move from the window.
The lights around the yard stretched across the dark paths outside, casting long shadows over the courtyard walls.
From here, one would actually believe the place looked peaceful.
But I knew better. Storms rarely announce themselves loudly.
Most times, they wait.
Luciana’s voice broke the silence. “It happened months ago,” she started.
And I leaned back against the desk with the glass still in my hand, watching her reflection through the window.
“When did you hook up with Valerio?” I asked carefully, and she nodded slowly.
“Yes,” she muttered, and I waited.
She turned around then, folding her arms loosely across her chest.
“You know what my life used to be,” she said calmly. “Men paid for my time. Some were powerful,
