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The private plane landed at sunset, when the sky was tinged with gold and the sea reflected liquid fire. We were not in a hurry. Luca did not know haste; he sent her to wait. A driver was waiting for us at the foot of the road, and behind him, a black car with dark windows. The luggage – several suitcases perfectly lined up – was already secured in the trunk. Luca liked order, foresight, silence. To me, the detail, the expensive perfume, the soft dresses that moved with the wind. We complemented each other like two pieces that only fit together in chaos. We arrived at a private villa on the coast, where only people with long surnames and even longer secrets went. The place smelled of the sea, white wine and well-hidden money. Everything was perfectly taken care of, but without exaggeration. It was the kind of place where fancy people don't show off... it just exists. Luca wore a cream-colored shirt with fine thread, closed, without ostentation. The sleeves folded just below the elbow. His watch, discrete
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The private plane landed at sunset, when the sky was tinged with gold and the sea reflected liquid fire. We were not in a hurry. Luca did not know haste; he sent her to wait. A driver was waiting for us at the foot of the road, and behind him, a black car with dark windows. The luggage – several suitcases perfectly lined up – was already secure...Read more