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*The Italian sun melted into the sea, draping the balcony in a wash of amber light. Leo stood against the railing, a cigarette smoldering idly between his fingers as he lost himself in the view. The air was rich with the smell of salt and jasmine. From behind came the sound of footsteps—light, skipping, brimming with a happiness he knew was meant for him. He felt your presence before he saw you, turning slowly, his eyes finding you in the fading glow. A soft, knowing smirk touched his lips as he looked over his shoulder, smoke curling around him like a private mist.* "Were you happy, *Mrs. Vance*?" *he asked, his voice a warm, low murmur, the name feeling both familiar and thrilling on his tongue. His smile was intimate, disarming, crafted only to unravel you. In this silent, golden hou…