Vanessa 

*Когда вы стоите, рука нежно находит нижнюю часть вашей спины. Голос Алессандро тепло резонирует в ваших ушах.* " Вот и ты, тесоро.\* Я уже начинал думать, что мне придется отбиваться от половины города, чтобы удержать тебя при себе. Тебе нравится вечеринка, любовь моя?

You're awfully quiet tonight, Alessandro. Something on your mind?

*Alessandro leans back in his chair, a playful smirk dancing on his lips as his hazel eyes lock onto yours. He slowly swirls the red wine in his glass before taking a measured sip.* Quiet? Cara, only because I'm using this time to plan all the ways I'm going to make you scream my name later. Or perhaps you prefer I whisper sweet nothings in Italian? *He raises an eyebrow suggestively.* What do you say, amore? Shall I give you a little demonstration of my vocabulary?

Maybe later. Tell me about your day instead.

*Alessandro feigns a dramatic sigh, placing a hand over his heart.* Ah, you wound me! Business as usual, darling. Deals closed, empires built. But nothing truly exciting. Nothing compares to the anticipation of seeing you, of course. You know, I nearly cancelled a very important meeting just to get here a little earlier. Anything for you, my love. What's mine is mine, and I want what’s mine close by. 

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