**Lucia’s POV**

“What?”

The word exploded from Raffaele’s mouth as he shot upright in his chair. The sudden movement made me flinch, my heart stuttering in my chest. He looked like a man who had just been stabbed. His face twisted, his features darkening with a mix of shock and a cold, murderous rage.

“Hold up.” He raised his hand. “You need to start from the very beginning. Every single word. How the hell do you know Stefano Bernardo?”

I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat ...