[Poggio]

“It was a fine stitch job until you ripped the bandage.” He found himself running his fingers along Ambrosia's chin. “Do not worry about me, I am more durable then your other lovers. This is nothing compared to a crushed wind pipe or a broken leg.” His lips curved into a smile. “A missing lower rib. I can not rest until either the other houses have been eliminated or they have converted to your families sense of business. I am close to exposing a human trafficking operation...” He kissed Ambrosia on the cheek. “It is just, working in the sunlight tends to leave me exposed more.”