Camille's POV
Italy was a city filled with mixed cultural heritage and beautiful scenarios.
I could actually live the rest of my life in this part of the world painting.
After checking up on the twins, I settled into my hotel room.
The event that I was meant to be Amelio's plus one was actually happening in the middle of the night.
I had questions. Who held events by twelve midnight.
Anyways, I had ample time to get settled in and enjoy the view of Italy from the foyer of my hotel room.
My table phone rang and I arched my brow, not expecting anything from room service.
“Is this Miss. Camille?” I chuckled when I recognized Amelio's voice. “Room service at your service.”
Amelio had this sense of humor that contradicted his personality.
From our first meeting, I had marked him to b
