The ride back to De Vitalio Mansion was quiet and smooth. With Enzo driving up front, Amira and Montez were seated behind. Each far apart from the other.

A thousand thoughts raced through her head as she sat still, anxiously tapping her index finger on the back of her palm.

All she could think of was the deal she now had with Alessandro Grimaldi. Moreso was how she was going to dig up the dirt on Montez when they always stayed ten feet away from each ...