The night deepened slowly around the yacht, wrapping the sea in silver moonlight and soft winds. The world beyond the water felt far away now distant enough to forget. No mafia business. No expectations. No danger waiting around the corner.Just them.
Inside, the warm lights reflected gently against the wooden walls while soft music played quietly in the background. Aria stood near the window with a glass of wine in her hand, watching the moonlight dance across the waves.Behind her, Rafael watched silently.
Not with the usual intensity he carried around others. This was softer. More personal.
"You've been staring at me for the last five minutes," Aria murmured without turning around.
Rafael smirked faintly from where he sat. "And you noticed every second of it."
Aria smiled softly into her glass.
