SERENA'S POV
Luca found me in the sitting room after breakfast.
"Come," he said. "I'll show you around the house properly."
I looked up at him. "Now?"
"Unless you have somewhere else to be."
I almost smiled at that. "Lead the way."
He took me through the common areas first. The dining room I already knew, the main sitting room, a smaller one at the back that caught the afternoon light through wide windows. A kitchen larger than it needed to be for one person. A room off the east corridor that he described as a meeting room and opened briefly, just enough for me to see a long table and chairs and a board on the far wall before he pulled it closed again.
I noted that.
