Gianna's Pov

As Stefano carried me in his arms, my heart drummed wildly against my chest, like some frail princess awaiting rescue. It should have bothered me more, given how I'd spent the last three years treated as "one of the guys," never a woman to be doted on. But everything was different with Stefano-*I* was different. Around him, I dared to hope for things I'd never imagined possible. Livia would laugh herself silly if she knew my head was full of romantic nonsense right now. I was a ...