C4 Visitors in the Dark

Gunmetal skies stretched over the villa by morning, casting the estate in a strange, bruised light. Rain hadn’t come yet—but something was building. A storm. You could feel it in the air.

Emilia woke alone.

The sheets beside her were cold, unslept in. Alessandro hadn’t returned.

She rose, slipped into a silk robe, and padded to the window. Black SUVs were parked near the back gates. Not staff