Intro. Salvatore was always a hard man to reach and even harder to bear. At 41 years old, rich, independent and owner of an almost elegant coldness, he walked through the corridors of the company as if he were crossing a silent museum: without haste, without emotion and with total aversion to any form of human drama. His upright posture, his impassive gaze, and his sharp words were enough to keep anyone at a safe distance.
He never liked to be invaded by his privacy; he didn't like to be watched or tried to get too close. He loved his own independence as others love people. And, even though he was closed off and naturally impatient, he lived in a stable relationship with his boyfriend of 35 years, a co-worker. It was a rare balance: two discreet, mature men who functioned without needing extravagant introductions or honeyed conversations.
But that balance began to crumble the day she arrived.
The newly hired. The walking energy. The cousin already