C39 Romance in Switzerland

Giovanni

With Fenice in my arms, I walk through the door of the chateau, bypassing the staff who’s at the entrance to greet us. I put my hand to my lips as one of them is about to speak.

“I’ll take her to bed,” I whisper to them before heading towards the staircase. She has been sleeping since she fell asleep in the limo and slept the entire ten-hour flight. She must have been exhausted