Chapter 48

• Vittorio's firm hands gripped the leather-covered steering wheel of his sleek black sports car as he glanced furtively at Ellis, who was admiring the sun bathing the picturesque, winding streets in a golden, warm glow. Her brown hair danced with the touch of the gentle breeze that entered the car. She closed her eyes, savoring the scent of freshly baked bread wafting through the open windows, mingling with the delicate fragrance of blooming flowers. Not a single gesture from Ellis went unnoticed by the mafioso.
• "She's stunning," Vittorio thought, filled with adoration.
• With a soft laugh, Vittorio turned his attention back to the road, his focus alternating between the scenic landscapes and the woman who seemed to have captured his heart. They passed charming cafes and shops, with locals going about their daily routines, their warm greetings adding to the vibrant atmosphere of the city.