“Leave.”
He smiles. “You’d miss me.”
“Not tonight.”
Luca clears his throat. “Should I alert the runway team?”
“Yes. Quietly. I don’t want the estate stirred up over static and half a sentence.”
“And security?”
“Double it.”
Instead of returning to my office, I head up the stairs to my section of the estate and go straight for the shower.
Amelia follows me there.
Not physically.
That would be easier to fight.
No, she slips into my mind as the hot water beats against my back. Her freckled cheeks. Her tired eyes. The way she smiles.
She is beautiful.
But it’s not just physical beauty.
Amelia Moore has a heart too big for one chest. It’s filled with so much compassion it spills out of her in everything she does. Every animal she saves. Every child she comforts. Every tired smile she gives when she should be sitting down instead of taking care of one more thing.
My mind drifts.
A beach.
The sun low over the water.
Amelia sitting between my legs, her back resting against my chest while my arms hold her close. Olivia playing in the sand a few feet away, her laughter carried by the wind.
No blood.
No fear.
No ghosts waiting behind us.
Just peace and happiness.
The vision is so clear it steals my breath.
I let it play out as I finish my shower, dry off, and climb into bed.
Then I force it away.
I have to.
I’m theDon.
I have responsibilities. Business partners. Companies. Territory. Men who look to me for orders. Families who sleep safely at night because Ido notallow myself the luxury of distraction.
I can’t let myself be pulled off course because a woman has caught my attention for the first time since Adriana was taken from me.
