Chapter 7
Stitched in Spite: The Ghost Designer's Revenge
Chapter 7
The air in Milan tasted different—heavier, older, and laced with the faint, metallic tang of industrial fabric dyes. Sienna Vance stood before the imposing wrought-iron gates of *Tessitura Moretti*, the oldest and most prestigious silk mill in Northern Italy. The sprawling brick complex h
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
The rain in Paris was relentless, drumming a steady, chaotic rhythm against the massive skylights of the Vance Couture studio. It was 1:00 AM. The rest of the atelier had gone home hours ago, leaving the sprawling, industrial-chic space bathed in the warm, low glow of drafting lamps.
Si
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Kaelen didn't hesitate. Before the alarm’s third piercing shriek could finish echoing off the high ceilings, he was moving. He shoved Sienna behind him, his broad shoulders forming a physical barrier between her and the studio's main corridor.
"Stay here," Kaelen ordered, his voice a lo