It was early in the morning when we landed in Rome after being away for a day in Palermo where Rafe had an urgent meeting with the American Mafia who flew there the other day.
The moment we stepped inside the quiet house, Rafe disappeared into his study not even sparing me a glance and I just walked to our room defeated. The getaway was for nothing, it seemed.
I was tired as we boarded the plane early in the morning, so after taking a quick shower to relax my stiff muscles, I got in the bed and dozed off with Rafe on my mind.
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There was a quick knock on the door and I groaned in displeasure for the one disturbing my sleep.
Stretching my muscles, I got off the bed, tangled in sheets. Opening the door, I found Marie standing there.
"Hi, Marie! What's up? Come inside" I asked, try
