Missing

GIOVANNI’S POV I stared at the inventory manifest, the numbers blurring together as I tried to focus on anything other than the memory of Arya sleeping in my arms. The warehouse was cold and empty, and it was exactly what I needed to clear my head. "The shipment from Napoli arrives Thursday," Enzo said, sliding another folder across the metal desk. "Adriano confirmed the routes are clean. No complications." I nodded, scanning the documents without really seeing them. I made sure to leave before dawn, careful not to wake her, telling myself that it was better this way. Things were less complicated. Besides… It was a mistake. "You know," Enzo leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips, "Jasmine has been dropping hints about wedding venues." I looked up from what I was working on and raised an eyebrow. He smiled, tilting his head to the side. "Handle your own relationship drama," I muttered, signing off on a transport authorization. Enzo chuckled. "I'm serious. She showed me