244. Lorenzo
The dim glow of the chandelier lights bathed the private dining room in a soft golden hue, reflecting off the polished mahogany table where we sat. The delicate aroma of lavender-scented candles intertwined with the lingering fragrance of gourmet dishes, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
But nothing, absolutely nothing, was as captivating as the woman in front of me. She was simply… ethereal.
I gazed at the beautiful lady opposite me, drinking in every detail as if it was the first time I was seeing her. Her radiant skin glowed under the soft candlelight, her big, expressive eyes filled with warmth and curiosity. And then there were her lips, slightly parted, full, and utterly tempting. A small growl rumbled in my throat before I could stop it, an involuntary reaction to
