Chapter 56 The Perfect Suit

• Luca
• The sunlight filtering through the small window caught on the edges of my freshly pressed shirt as I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar. The small house offered no luxury, but its simplicity forced me to focus—on the task, on the role I had to play. Matteo. I repeated the name silently, willing myself into the timid shell of a man Alessia believed I was. Today was going to be a challenge.
• A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. Andrea stood there, leaning casually against the frame, his smirk as irritating as ever.