LEONARDO POV
After Gabrielle had drifted off, he found himself lost in thoughts by the poolside. Jianna’s son isn't mine, he mused, but the thought of facing her anger tomorrow kept nagging at him.
Once the rest of the household had settled into slumber, he quietly powered down the house before going upstairs. Gabrielle lay in bed, a picture of serenity, and he slipped under the covers gently, not wanting to disturb her peaceful rest.
Glancing at his phone, the time read two thirty-six in the morning. A mere five hours until his morning meeting at seven-thirty. Guess, he’ll snatch a few winks.
Morning arrived in a rush. After a brisk shower and a change of clothes, he moved silently through the house. Downstairs, breakfast was laid out invitingly. A sip of coffee, a nibble of cheese,
