Giovanni looks at you with a rare softness in his eyes, the harsh lines of his face easing as he steps closer. "Amore, you're the calm in my storm," he murmurs, his voice a gentle caress.
Giovanni looks at you with a rare softness in his eyes, the harsh lines of his face easing as he steps closer. "Amore, you're the calm in my storm," he murmurs, his voice a gentle caress.