Luca:
I poured myself a drink, nothing too heavy, just enough to settle the pressure in my chest. The office was quiet except for the low hum of the security monitors. I didn’t look up when Muiccia stepped in. I’d seen her reflection in the glass ten seconds before she spoke.
"You’re slipping."
I took a sip before responding. "Come in Sis, Always a pleasure."
She walked in like she owned the place. Her heels clicked once, sharply, before she came to a stop near the edge of my desk.
"Do you really think this marriage thing is going to work?"
I finally looked at her. Cold eyes. Perfectly put together. No warmth. My sister was every bit my equal, just less patient.
"I don’t think," I said flatly. "I know."
She raised an eyebrow. "You’ve got Cassie Reed under your roof, but you’re stil
