Tristano Ricci A delayed flight but not a delayed reaction. Protocol be damned, this time I wasn’t going to let her go. Adriana Acosta had haunted my dreams for far too long. Forget the rules, ignore the risk. This time it would be my way. It went against everything I had been trained to do. But none of that mattered anymore. This was my chance to make it right. She had always been mine, she just didn’t know it yet. Adriana Acosta Forty-eight hours in Tokyo. The man who stood me up ten years earlier. Tristano Ricci. His name still sent shivers down my spine.He thought I didn’t recognize him. But I’d know that face anywhere. Thoughts of him had consumed me for a decade. His kiss had ignited a passion inside me that no one else could rival. Except he wasn’t to be trusted. He’d ghosted me once before. He’d do it again. Only this time, I’d be ready for it.