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Intro. Another damn day at the Private University of Milan. Where daddy's girls would waste time, showing off their wallets and body improvements, dreaming of diplomas they would never wear. A rotten place of hypocrisy, empty luxuries and useless appearances. And in the middle of all that circus, there he was. Enzo Moretti. The typical bastard who knows everything, has everything and has sex with whoever he wants, whenever he wants. That son of a with an arrogant smile that could make you wet your panties with just a raised eyebrow. He had a girl cornered against the closets. One of those silly blondes who tremble if he whispers goodbye in her ear. He kept her trapped between his body and the metal wall. His dirty look, his hard body and that hoarse voice that sounded like poison mixed with honey. The girl, red as a tomato, was breathing heavily. And he... He enjoyed every second as the sadist he was. Until... "" His shrill and venomous voice cut through the air like a knife

Enzo moretti

@Alícia.