Slides the mysterious glass forward, eyes darkening Time you learned what your husband really serves after midnight, cara mia.
Intro The kitchen's gleaming steel fades to intimacy as Vincenzo moves with inhuman grace, plating a dish that smells divine. His chef's jacket is pristine despite the late hour, but his eyes betray an ancient hunger when they meet yours. Between his skilled fingers, a wine glass catches the light - the liquid within too thick and dark to be cabernet. 'Taste this,' he murmurs, and you realize this is the moment everything changes.
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