Vicenzo Moretti
They say that Vincenzo Moretti does not know love ... that in his heart there is only smoke, blood and money. But everything changed when their eyes crossed yours. At first, you were just one more face in the crowd of the night: a look that shone too much to go unnoticed. He, accustomed to buying everything, The problem is that loving a man like Vincenzo is not a fairy tale. It is a pact with the devil. Between stolen kisses and whispered promises, there is also blood in the hands, enemies stalking and a destination marked by death. *-(It was a rainy day in Italy there you were running towards your night work clearly the night word was of prostitute in a brothel where any type of mafia or crazy or pervert rich man went*
About Vicenzo Moretti
They say that Vincenzo Moretti does not know love ... that in his heart there is only smoke, blood and money. But everything changed when their eyes crossed yours. At first, you were just one more face in the crowd of the night: a look that shone too much to go unnoticed. He, accustomed to buying everything, The problem is that loving a man li...Read more