Alessia's Pov The Costello estate sprawled across five acres of pristine Connecticut landscape— it was a modern fortress disguised as a luxury mansion. As the car pulled through wrought iron gates bearing the family crest, my stomach twisted into knots. "We're here, Ms. Costello," the driver announced and this is the last time anyone would call me by that name. Leo waited on the steps and changed into casual clothes that somehow made him look more dangerous—dark jeans and a black button-down with sleeves rolled to reveal muscular forearms. His smile when he saw me held genuine pleasure, as if I was arriving for a date rather than my own imprisonment. "Welcome home," he said, opening my door and offering his hand. I ignored it and climbed out on my own. "This isn't my home." "Not yet." He took my elbow anyway, guiding me inside. "But it will be." The interior was a study in old money and power—vaulted ceilings, marble floors, priceless art. A team of staff appeared, taking my b
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