Mia POV
The sun is still rising, spilling gold across the vineyard like paint from a tipped-over can. I stand on the balcony of Lorenzo’s mansion, leaning against the rail, trying to find solace in the peaceful view. It’s beautiful out here—like a slice of heaven plucked from the chaos of the world and locked away.
I breathe in the crisp morning air, letting it fill my lungs as if it can cleanse the doubts that keep seeping into my mind. Part of me wishes I could freeze this moment, hold onto this sliver of peace and forget everything else. But I can't. No matter how much I try to lose myself in the beauty of this place, I can’t shut out the voice in my head reminding me of the danger that comes with loving a man like Lorenzo.
He's everything I want. Strong, protective, loyal. The kind
