ressure of her new life as Luca DeLuca's wife. Alessa moved through t

her room, feeling like her every move was being watched. Her instincts,

one of Luca's trusted household staff members. The woman was young but

a respectful nod. "Mr. Luca requ

ze. She could sense loy

lied coolly, maintaining her co

sa noted every hallway, every locked door. There were secrets

y, clearly high-ranking members of his inner circle. They stopped speaking the moment she entered, but the tension in the room thickened. Her entra

s is Alessa, my wife and a Russo. She may join us for the time

unning down his cheek, barely concea

features. You think I'm an outsider, she thou

posture calm but alert. She listened as they discussed plans for expanding territory, controlling assets, and stamp

er with a smile that b

ughts on our family's current... partners

ng her-seeing if she could keep up, if she knew enough about the

ng time bombs. If our goal is true loyalty, certain alliances need to be reconsidered. The more precarious relationships are kep

sy glances, clearly su

but a flicker of interest sparke

ath, his expression skeptical. "She speak

dangerously calm. "T

name and her first impression of him: ambitious, but not too br

ne. Alessa lingered, aware that Luca wasn't done with her. Once they were alone,

finally. "I didn't expect yo

sed by his condescension. "Did you

ze steady. "But I see there's

nd there's more to me than even you realize, Luca. I may be yo

But remember, you're in my world now. This isn't a game w

wn for you to manipulate. I've seen men like you

ned forward, his eyes gleaming with something that looked almost like respect. "Then we're at an impasse,"

e same to you,"

t trust Luca, but she could use this marriage to her advantage. She was determined

serving the staff, memorizing their faces, noting the patterns of their movements. Her sharp eyes caught deta

urn to her room, she heard voices down the cor

ca finds out we're planning a

e strained to hear more, her heart racing. Rocco was clearly unhappy with Luca's authority, and this could be exactly the

younger man whispered. "Luca doe

ll into place. Rocco was plotting against Luca. Sh

he danger, the secrecy, the game of power and betrayal-it was intoxica

ve, she heard a soft creak outside her door. She froze, ev

or cracked open, revealing a

as L

said, his voice bar

g her surprise. "Did yo

"I have a feeling you've been... busy tonight,

calm. "Perhaps," she replied, her voice steady. "But

far from friendly. "No, Alessa," he said softly, his voice