Luciana's POV

I longed to listen. I wished I could heed Gael's words, but my mind was anchored to a single thought: my son. My heart raced, my chest ached, and desperation coursed through my veins like wildfire. Nothing else mattered.

I struggled against Romano's grip, trying every possible means to yank my hand free, but his hold was unyielding.

“Do you think acting without a plan will help get him back?" Romano's voice dripped with irritation.

“Easy for you to say when you have ...