Adrian's eyes widened. "How? You'll scare them more."
Matteo turned Adrian around, leaning in to kiss the back of his neck as the warm water poured over them. "Just focus on me. Let me handle the rest."
After the shower, they stepped out into the steam-filled room, quietly drying each other's skin with thick, plush towels.
They slipped into comfortable clothes and climbed into the massive bed, where Adrian finally allowed Matteo to pull him close and hold him until they both fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Adrian woke up early and dressed, but he had to wait for Matteo, who had called an urgent meeting with his men.
Adrian sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Matteo. But as the minutes stretched into an hour, he grew restless and got up, starting to move around the room.
He noticed something.
Every place Matteo brought him to felt the same. Cold. Clean. Even when the rooms were bigger, the design never really changed.
