Luca POV
I should have been in bed.
The doctor had been clear about rest. No stairs unless necessary. No long periods standing. No work calls. No emotional stress.
The last instruction had been impossible since Riley returned to the mansion.
I woke after midnight with pain pressing through my shoulder and ribs. The medication had worn off, and the room felt too warm. Victoria had left water and tablets beside the bed, but I wanted to move before taking anything else.
Slowly, I stood.
Every step toward the hallway reminded me of the crash.
The bruising across my chest pulled when I breathed too deeply. My shoulder remained stiff, and a dull headache sat behind my eyes. Still, I continued toward the stairs.
Voices reached me before I reached the bottom.
Riley.
Richard.
They were i
