The villa was enveloped in a silence that felt almost suffocating after the brutal attack, a quiet heavy with unspoken grief and tension, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath.

Luca’s lifeless body had been taken away, but the remnants of his presence lingered like a dark cloud, staining the very air around them. The blood that had once pooled on the polished white marble floors had been meticulously cleaned, yet the scene’s horror haunted Mara, a shadow that refused to ...