Brianna’s POV
The days blur into a polished sequence of handshakes, camera flashes, and carefully measured smiles. Spain has been… seamless. Too seamless.
Every event has gone without a hitch, the charity gala that had journalists swooning over the De Luca family’s elegance, the business dinner where Matteo said almost nothing but still looked the part, the luncheon where Enzo’s quiet authority kept the entire table orbiting him like planets around the sun.
The press has been kind. Headlines call us refined, unshakable, a dynasty untouched by scandal. My dresses, my poise, the way I stood beside Matteo, it’s all been dissected and praised. The photographs make us look like a couple in perfect sync. The truth, of course, is more complicated.
Through it all, Enzo has been there. Always n
