Trapping The Journalist

Hours after Valerio left, the tension in the room refused to dissipate. Lorenzo paced the length of his sprawling bedroom, running a hand through his dark hair, his jaw clenched tight enough to snap bone. He still could not believe the news. Tatiana Volkov was actually in town. The reality of it felt like a jolt of electricity straight to his chest. The universe was finally handing him the perfect