Riley POV
The villa was even more beautiful inside.
I walked slowly through the living room while Luca spoke with the housekeeper near the entrance.
Everything looked too perfect.
The kitchen had been stocked before our arrival. Fresh fruit filled a large bowl on the island. Bottles of water and juice waited inside the refrigerator. Someone had placed flowers on the dining table and folded towels beside the pool.
I stepped through the open doors onto the terrace.
Warm coastal air touched my face.
For the first time in days, I breathed without hearing cameras, questions, or phones vibrating.
The water stretched endlessly before me.
“It is beautiful.”
Luca’s voice came from behind me.
“I know.”
I turned.
He had removed his jacket, leaving him in a simple dark shirt and trousers.
