In the dining room, the tension hung in the air like a thin mist. Layla, with her piercing gaze, and Dimitri, sitting beside her, exchanged looks that seemed sharper than any knife on the table.
Valentino and Athena, on the other hand, shared a deep silence as they savored their breakfast. From the moment they woke up together until they went down to the dining room, they maintained a silent connection. She felt a bit uncomfortable and still hadn’t adapted to the relationship they had formed, while he acted differently with her—sweeter and more attentive. Could everything between them truly change?
“Layla, I heard from Soledad that you decided to move to the mansion last night. Was there a reason? You didn’t let me know in advance to prepare an appropriate welcome,” Athena broke the awkw
