Valeria’s POV

The moment my eyes landed on the man sitting in Dante’s living room, my entire body reacted before my mind could process what I was seeing.

Aurelio Rossi was here.

Inside Dante’s home. For a few seconds, I forgot how to breathe. My feet stopped moving, and every thought inside my head crashed into one another.

This was not supposed to happen.

Aurelio was supposed to be somewhere else. He was supposed to be waiting for the information I gave him. He was ...