ARIA'S POVThe club was everything I needed…loud, dark, and full of bodies moving to the beat. The bass vibrated through my chest, and for the first time in days, I felt truly alive.Valentina led me to the bar, her hand warm on my lower back. “What are you drinking tonight, beautiful?”I grinned, my left hand adjusting my mini dress. “Surprise me.”She laughed and leaned toward the bartender, ordering something that came in a glittering glass with a tiny umbrella. When it was placed in front of me, I took a sip and let the sweetness wash over me.“I never thought you'd actually want to see me again,” I admitted, twirling the glass in my fingers.Valentina chuckled, her dark eyes sparkling under the neon lights. “Only a fool would not want to see a pretty face like yours again, Aria.”I felt heat rush to my cheeks and looked away, suddenly fascinated by the bottles behind the bar.“So,” she continued, leaning closer, “are you enjoying your stay in Italy?” “Very much.” I nodded. “It'
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