Luca POV
I saw Riley through the window of the café by accident.
At least, that was what I told myself later.
I had been attending a meeting in the office building across the street with two sponsors and one of the team’s legal advisers. The discussion had lasted longer than expected, and by the time we finished, I was already irritated. I wanted to return to the facility, complete the afternoon training session, and avoid thinking about the closed laptop Riley had carried upstairs the night before.
Instead, I stepped out of the building and looked across the road.
The café stood on the corner beneath a row of bright apartments. It was the kind of place designed for wealthy parents who wanted coffee while their children played safely nearby. Large windows showed soft chairs, expensive
