GIOVANNI’S POV
I stared at the inventory manifest, the numbers blurring together as I tried to focus on anything other than the memory of Arya sleeping in my arms.
The warehouse was cold and empty, and it was exactly what I needed to clear my head.
"The shipment from Napoli arrives Thursday," Enzo said, sliding another folder across the metal desk. "Adriano confirmed the routes are clean. No complications."
I nodded, scanning the documents without really seeing them. I made sure to leave before dawn, careful not to wake her, telling myself that it was better this way.
Things were less complicated. Besides… It was a mistake.
"You know," Enzo leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips, "Jasmine has been dropping hints about wedding venues."
I looked up from what I was worki
