Chapter 103 A Bit Too Creative

• Seraphina complied without a word, her steps poised and graceful as she moved toward the door, though the weight of Vincenzo’s words still seemed to press down on her shoulders.
• As she opened it, she found Tommaso leaning casually against the wall, as if he’d been waiting for her, his face etched with the same irritation that mirrored Vincenzo’s tension.
• “Come with me,” Tommaso ordered, already striding down the corridor with purposeful steps, not bothering to wait for a reply.