Alessandro didn't know about the breakup.
Not immediately. Not for three weeks. He found out purely by accident, sitting in his office on a Tuesday afternoon reviewing quarterly projections with Marcus, when his business partner mentioned seeing Sienna at a coffee shop and commented that she looked "surprisingly happy for someone who just went through a breakup."
Alessandro had been reading through the Maxwell contract — the one they'd managed to save from Dante's interference, barely — when Marcus said it. He looked up slowly, his pen frozen mid-signature.
"What did you just say?"
Marcus paused mid-sentence about revenue forecasts. Glanced up from his laptop. "About the Maxwell ROI projections?"
"About Sienna."
