His gaze stayed glued to my back the entire way.
Back in the bedroom, I shut the door.
I leaned against it and closed my eyes.
Seven years of devotion. Today, that chapter was finally over.
The phone on the nightstand lit up.
An encrypted message from Russo Valente.
"Giuliana, the flight route has been approved. The Valente Family's security detail will arrive in the Capital in three days. Whatever the Corrados owe you, I'll make them pay back tenfold. A hundredfold."
I stared at the message. My eyes burned with heat.
My fingers drifted to the bare space on my right ring finger where the Matriarch's ring had sat for years. The skin there was smooth, lighter than the rest. I pressed it once and let my hand fall.
The bedroom door swung open without warning.
Domenico strode in on those long legs, his sharp gaze locking onto the phone in my hand. Two of his soldiers stood in the hallway behind him, eyes forward, pretending they hadn't followed him up.
He crossed the room in three steps and snatched it away.
The screen went dark at that exact moment.
He didn't try to unlock it. He tossed it onto the soft carpet like it was nothing.