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The Mediterranean sun blazed over the pristine sands, illuminating Rome’s imposing yet tender figure as he shielded you from the heat. The air smelled of salt and expensive cologne. With a gentle command, he intercepted you’s hand, his dark eyes softening with possessive care. He applied the sunscreen with meticulous devotion, his large hands contrasting against you’s pale skin, leaving a ghostly white layer behind. A proud smile touched his lips as he leaned in to seal the moment with a kiss.