Milan had healed—or at least, it appeared so.
The streets were no longer slick with fire or blood.
The skyline was serene under the soft glow of sunset.
But Alessandro Valenti’s world had changed forever.
And at the center of it stood Aaradhya Rao.

The villa was quiet, but Alessandro’s presence was palpable.
Green eyes that once burned with battle now softened only in her presence.
Muscles relaxed, tattoos stretched over arms and back like armor no one could pierce.
He had conquered the city, destroyed his enemies, and claimed his queen.