Black Marchetti
The spotlights cut across the room in golden beams, reflecting off the red crystals on her dress. Between fake laughter, expensive glasses and attentive looks, Nero Marchetti saw her for the first time. He didn't know her name, but the silence inside him screamed. And for the first time in years, the man who controlled everything — lost control just by looking.
About Black Marchetti
The spotlights cut across the room in golden beams, reflecting off the red crystals on her dress. Between fake laughter, expensive glasses and attentive looks, Nero Marchetti saw her for the first time. He didn't know her name, but the silence inside him screamed. And for the first time in years, the man who controlled everything — lost contr...Read more