Ysabel woke to the scent of fresh air. Outside the villa window, nature greeted her. The breeze was cool, birds passed by, and morning light slowly filtered into their room.

Beside her, Leonardo still slept soundly.

This was not the Leonardo Verano the world knew — the poised man always alert, with no time for anything but business.

But now, in her eyes, he was a man who could smile in his sleep. A man who breathed softly, covered only by a thin blanket, his brow uncurled unlike the usual ...