Chapter Seventeen

Nazlynn’s POV

I woke up with a light buzz in my head, courtesy of the two or three glasses of champagne I had the night before.

“Maria?” I called out the moment my feet touched the cool tiles on the floor.

I was about to call out for her again when I heard her little footsteps approaching my room. “My apologies Signora, you called for me.”

“Oh no, that's alright, could you run me a hot bath and then get me a glass of lemon juice. Thank you,” I said with a small smile. I sighed deeply, placing my hand on my temples.

“Are you alright, Signora? Would you like me to get painkillers for the headache?” She asked with concern etched on her face.

I politely declined and she entered the bathroom to get the bath running. I took a well needed soak, only coming out of the bathtub when the water started getting cold.

Luca hadn't responded to my question last night and now, without sleepy eyes and with a clear head, I didn't know how to ask him again.

The glass of lemon juice was waiting for me b