"You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars"
-E.E. Cummings.-"Think about it Y/N. He's your sponsor, your boss in literal sense. Are you going to refuse his first dinner invitation? It might be about your upcoming performance in La Scala."
Oh, the man was so smart, he knew your weakness so well.
"But still why do I have to wear this dress? It's very ... slutty."
"It's sexy, attention hook, -not slutty, you have to know the difference. You need to be bold to steal the spotlight. Besides, it's not a good idea to reject a gift that he chose for you. I'm telling you, a man like him won't buy gift to ordinary woman. And he is not just any man. He is Giovanni Romano".
The name was infamous in Reggio Calabria, although you didn't know much about the man before. Seemed like you've been living under the rock all this time.
Vittorio gave you a glimpse of his profile in the shady business he operated, - half an hour ago, in the middle of rushing you to get ready for the dinner, ransacking your closet to fetch the leather Balmain shoes that you avoided to wear because the heel was too high to your liking. Well, ... he didn't exactly said 'shady business', of course.
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Polar Night (Completed).
FanfictionHe was a patient man. He wouldn't mind to wait for the right time to reap what he thought he deserved. He had lived in the dark for far too long, that happiness was such a foreign notion for him. Until you crossed his path and awakened something dee...