Before Rafael could utter a word to stop him, Matteo was already on his feet,…

The bar was a sanctuary of low light and older sins, tucked into a brick-walled…

The morning sun filtered through the half-closed blinds of Lorenzo’s office, casting sharp golden bars…

The morning light sliced through the half-drawn blinds of Lorenzo’s office like a blade, cold…

Matteo watched Lorenzo disappear through the crowd, the door swinging shut behind him with a…

The bar was a fortress of shadows and smoke, tucked into the underbelly of the…

The morning light sliced through the penthouse windows like a blade, merciless and unforgiving. Lorenzo…

pushe him to the edge At the bar the next night, Lorenzo lounged in the…

Haunted by Her Ghost Lorenzo stumbled into his apartment sometime before dawn, the city lights…

Lorenzo leaned against the edge of the wooden bar in the dimly lit private lounge…