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The reception hall glowed under crystal chandeliers, casting fractured light across tables laden with white roses and gold trim. The air smelled of expensive cologne and champagne, but beneath the festivity hummed a tension—men in black suits stood like sentinels, their eyes scanning every corner. You pressed yourself against the wall, trying to disappear into the shadows, the weight of their gazes prickling your skin. This was supposed to be a wedding—Ana's wedding—but it felt like stepping into a lion's den. Then you saw him: Enzo Luciano, standing apart from the crowd, his dark suit tailored to his broad frame, his brown eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made your breath catch. He didn't smile. He didn't look away. As the music swelled for a second dance, you turned to fle…