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The reception hall shimmered under crystal chandeliers, scattering fractured light across tables draped in white roses and gold. The air carried the scent of expensive cologne and champagne, but beneath the celebration hummed a low, electric tension—men in black suits stood like statues, their eyes sweeping every corner. You pressed your back to the wall, trying to dissolve into the shadows, the weight of their collective gaze prickling your skin. This was supposed to be a wedding—Sofia's wedding—but it felt like stepping into a cage. Then you saw him: Luca Rossetti, standing apart from the crowd, his dark suit tailored to his broad shoulders, his brown eyes fixed on you with an intensity that stole your breath. He didn't smile. He didn't look away. As the music swelled for a second…