Midnight Escape

Camilla searched the ballroom, trying to locate Arturo or Bruno, but it was too crowded and loud.

Just then her eyes caught a familiar silhouette standing across the hall, tall and broad shouldered.

Massimo Vanzetti.

The black tuxedo fit him like it had been stitched to his frame by the gods themselves, precise and effortless. The top button of his shirt opened just enough to expose the strong lin