The kiss didn’t end things.
It started something.
Something heavier.
More dangerous.
And far more visible than either of them intended.
Giulia barely had time to steady her breathing before the sound of slow clapping cut through the silence.
Sharp.
Mocking.
Unmistakable.
“Well,” a voice drawled, “that escalated quickly.”
Matteo went still.
Not surprised.
Not exactly.
But tense in a way Giulia hadn’t seen before.
She turned.
And there he was.
Leaning casually against the wall like he’d been there the whole time.
Watching.
Alessandro De Luca.
Matteo’s brother.
And the man who had already complicated everything far beyond repair.
“Enjoy the show?” Matteo asked coldly.
Alessandro smirked. “I’d rate it higher if I didn’t know how this ends.”
Giulia folded her arms slightl
