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The streets of Florence glowed gold under the amber wash of streetlamps. The gala had ended hours ago, but the air still tasted of champagne and secrets. Cobblestones clicked under expensive shoes, the echo of power moving through the city.
Alessandro walked at Elena's side, his hand lightly resting at the small of her back. To any casual observer