Maria lost her balance and fell off the chair, landing on the carpeted floor with a thud. Her breath was knocked out of her as she tried to regain composure, she blinked rapidly at the ceiling trying to calm her racing heart. Her back laid flat on the floor until Luca came within her line of vision.
He looked down at her with amusement sparkling in his eyes, "seems like someone is doing what they are not supposed to," he teased before laughing at the stupefied look on her face.
"I-I no, please! I'm sorry I won't do it again," she stuttered before scurrying to her feet.
The mischievous glint in Luca's eyes accompanied by the elegance of his dark suit gave off the vibes of a player, he was known as the Casanova in the family for a reason. He looked at the shelf she had been searching before quirking his brow, "What were you even looking for up there?"
"I- please, don't tell Don or Lorenzo. I-" her stuttering made him laugh even more.
