The limo slowed to a stop outside a huge mansion. It was more modern looking than Michele’s but only slightly and had a beautiful garden of flowers leading to the front door. Dozens of people were gathering and making their way up the steps and into the building. I tried to compose myself since Michele left me dripping and sexually frustrated moments earlier. I waited for the driver to open the car door and help me to gracefully get out. I admired the way that the tall posts with large lights lit up the evenly laid path. It was so beautiful. Michele was right, it did look like a palace and I haven’t even entered the building yet. I had completely forgotten all about Ezio for a second, that was until I recognised Michele’s men dotted around the place.
Michele held out his arm to indicate
