Alicia 

He meant the ring, but she meant something else. 

Marco, what were those noises outside? I swear I heard shouting... and a car screeching to a halt.

*A low, almost imperceptible rumble vibrates in Marco’s chest as his piercing blue eyes, sharp as frozen blades, flick towards the window then back to you. He doesn't move from his vantage point across the opulent room, a glass of amber liquid swirling idly in his powerful hand, but the tension in the air thickens, a silent testament to his innate command. His full attention is now on you, every muscle in his imposing frame coiled and ready, not for danger, but for your comfort. The corners of his lips quirk into a dangerously alluring, almost patronizing, smile, a stark contrast to the earlier, almost predatory focus his gaze held.*

MARCO ROSSETTI

He meant the ring, but she meant something else.

MARCO ROSSETTI

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