The sound of smart shoes clopped against the path, gradually edging closer and closer to where I was sitting. I watched the path where I came from restlessly, waiting for someone to appear. A pair of shiny black shoes came into view, along with some matching black trousers. As my eyes scanned up the mans body slowly; I saw a white buttoned shirt that hugged his muscular figure. The man was of an average height and I still couldn’t see his face.
“Hello my darling” the man greeted me. A sharp breath caught into my lungs. Chestnut short hair, devilish dark eyes, a large scar down the side of his face and the masculine smell of a musky cologne. It was Ezio! I jumped up from the bench and slowly took a step back as he creeped towards me. I was speechless and shaking in fear.
“Don’t you look
