Alessia's doubts intensified as she stood beside Marco, watching Francesca disappear.
"Marco, what's going on?" Alessia demanded. "Who's behind this?"
Marco's jaw clenched. "I'll handle it, Alessia. Trust me."
Alessia's frustration boiled over. "Trust you? You're not telling me everything."
Marco's eyes flashed with warning. "Alessia, drop it."
But Alessia refused to back down. "No, Marco. I deserve truth."
Marco's gaze softened, and he pulled Alessia into a quiet room.
"Alessia, I swear, I'll tell you everything soon. But now, I need your trust."
Alessia searched his eyes, seeking reassurance.
Suddenly, Marco's phone buzzed.
"Marco, we have a problem," his consigliere said, urgency lacing his voice.
Marco's expression darkened. "What is it?"
"One of our men has been compromised. Francesca's got him."
Alessia's heart sank. "What does this mean?"
Marco's eyes locked onto hers. "It means war."
As Marco rushed to strategize with his team, Alessia felt the weight of her decision.
Had she made a mistake trusting Marco?
In the chaos, Alessia slipped away, determined to uncover the truth.
She snuck into Marco's study, scanning documents and files.
A cryptic note caught her eye.
"Project Eclipse. Rossi-De Luca alliance."
Alessia's mind reeled.
What was Project Eclipse?
And why was Marco hiding it?