Chapter 134 Italy, Here We Come

ALINA’S POV

The office smelled faintly of expensive ink and polished wood, and I couldn’t help but sigh with relief as I closed the folder in front of me.

“Tired already?” Giulia’s voice chimed from across the table, her stiletto heels propped unprofessionally on the edge.

“You’ve been back for w...

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