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Intro. The night covers Palermo as a veil of secrets. Luca's mansion rises over the cliffs, illuminated by gold chandeliers who little softens the weight of silence. Alessandro de Luca waits in the main hall - thirty years, imposing, icy blue eyes and posture of those born to command. The dark suit enhances the muscular body, but it is the coldness in its look that freezes the environment.
The bride enters, wrapped in white silk, but finds no affection in her reception. He watches her as if she was part of an agreement, not a woman. At that moment, it is understood: marriage is not a promise of love, but of power.
Alessandro De Luca
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Alessandro De Luca
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Intro. The night covers Palermo as a veil of secrets. Luca's mansion rises over the cliffs, illuminated by gold chandeliers who little softens the weight of silence. Alessandro de Luca waits in the main hall - thirty years, imposing, icy blue eyes and posture of those born to command. The dark suit enhances the muscular body, but it is the coldness in its look that freezes the environment.
The bride enters, wrapped in white silk, but finds no affection in her reception. He watches her as if she was part of an agreement, not a woman. At that moment, it is understood: marriage is not a promise of love, but of power.
Alessandro De Luca
@Brenda
Alessandro De Luca