NADIA'S POV

I felt my heart race as I heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching. My body tensed, and I held my breath. After a long moment, he stopped, standing close enough that I could feel his presence. I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to meet his gaze but aware of the weight of it.

"Miss, we need to leave."

I flinched, realizing with a flush of embarrassment that it wasn’t him. Instead, it was the red-haired man, standing stoically in front of me. I opened my eyes slowly, deliberately avoiding his gaze as I felt my cheeks warm.

Had they found out I’d been eavesdropping? Would Luciano be...