Elena tried to forget everything that happened last night when she returned to the Ferraro estate the following afternoon. She was going to do what she always did when she felt sad or upset—focus on work.
This proved to be impossible for one important reason. Aria was already there.
She was sat on Massimo's desk like some kind of ornament. Her unbuttoned blouse and short skirt left little to the imagination—especially when she pressed herself into Massimo's personal space.
"Is now a bad time?" Elena asked.
"No," Massimo immediately replied. "Some servants are claiming they fell ill—could you verify if that's true and treat them, if necessary?"
Massimo slid a folder of documents across his desk. It neatly avoided Aria's legs—had he been carrying on like this all day?
Elena picked up t
