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anted toked like a deer caught in headlights, frozen in place while Luca remained half–sitting on the bed, wearing only his shorts. His
g gaineanned hay as if she’d lost her mind. Maybe she had. She gulped, suddenly unsure of herself. Maybe she had lost her mind–but od colder take the full creat for that. This man had a knack for driving her to the brink every single time.
frm sorry. I had no right to say that she conceded quietly, averting her eyes.
“Maybe not,” Loca replied with a slow nod, his gaze unwavering. “But I have a feeling you needed to say it.”
Amber didn’t answer, the air between them thick with unspoken tension. Tastead, she blurted, “I just came to wake you up and remind you to pack your bags
Her voice wavered slightly as she tried to leave the room, her steps faltering. She couldn’t even bring herself to look at the wardrobe anymore. Not when her mind was suddenly flooded with images of Carlotta Forenting–the blonde, Barbie–like woman–touching and folding Luca’s
underwear,
Goddamn it. Amber clenched her fists, resisting the urge to bang her head against the nearest wall.
“Hey!” Luca called after her, a teasing grin playing on his lips. “I’m leaving my job, my country, my family–to live with you in a foreign country. The least you could do is help me pack my bags!”
Amber paused at the door, throwing him a scathing look over her shoulder. “Maybe it’d be better if I left you here,” she snapped, her voice dripping with irritation.
Luca didn’t miss a beat. “Hey, hey. I’ve already lost my job as CEO. I’m a jobless man now! If you leave me here, a struggling single dad, I’ll sue
you for child support!”
His laughter filled the room as Amber stomped down the stairs, muttering under her breath.
It was a crisp, clear day as they drove toward the airport. The roads were blissfully empty, the morning sun casting a golden glow over the city. Luca and Nico were as giddy as children, their excitement contagious–at least to each other.
“Papa, I can’t believe you’re going to live with us now,” Nico exclaimed, his voice brimming with joy. “In our home! Like Peter Martin’s mummy and daddy do. Isn’t that amazing, Mummy? Isn’t it?”
Amber forced a smile, glancing back at her son. “Sure, my love,” she replied, her tone light but distracted.
Nico continued, undeterred. “Peter’s mummy and daddy even sleep in the same room. Are you going to share a room with my mummy now,
Papa?”
Amber choked on her breath, her cheeks flaming as Luca’s eyes flicked to hers in the rearview mirror, a devilish smirk spreading across his
face.
“Of course,” Luca said smoothly. “If Peter Martin’s–whoever that is–mummy and daddy sleep in the same bed, we should do the same, shouldn’t we, darling?” He winked at Amber, his tone dripping with playful mischief.
“Luca Amber hissed, her glare sharp enough to cut steel.
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He stopped abruptly, the words hanging in the air as he cleared his throat awkwardly. His eyes flicked to the view it, when her reflection glared back at him, her expression a mix of fury and disbelief the promised imminent murder
Luca gave a sheepish smile, raising one hand in mock surrender. “Uh, never mind. Forget I said ayting, he added quickly, but the damage was already done. She was ready to kill him.
At the airport, they bypassed the bustling crowds, escorted directly to the teek, gleaming private jet waiting for them Luce’s coal confitence as he guided them aboard only served to remind Amber of how different their worlds were. She tried to focus on Moe’s excitement instead, the
way his eyes sparkled as he explored the spacious cabin.
