Milan-berlin Library Novels & Stories

But Lena continued curiously exploring, fully desiring to become a part of Renz's private world, at least for a few moments. Lena had already seen the four libraries of Schloss Wolfenbarger, but Lena thought that Renz's lounge could have been considered a small fifth. There were several tall bookcases, neatly stacked with large volumes and ledgers. Lena briefly scanned the titles, surprised by the names that had been deemed worthy of Renz's private collection. There were several that she knew well with from the hours she stole reading at Sterling Manor, such as Shakespeare and Dante, and illuminated prints of William Blake. There were other names that Lena recognized, but wasn't familiar wit

Milan's Porta Nuova district exists in deliberate contrast to the rest of the city. The UniCredit Tower's conference room on the thirty-second floor has a view of the Duomo's spires on clear days, though today's agenda has left no one with time to look. The table is long. Elias sits on one side. The Carbone Group's lead team sits on the other. He arrived from Toronto three days ago, went directly from Malpensa to the hotel and from the hotel to this building, and has not yet been to Milan in any meaningful sense—only to its conference rooms and its hotel corridors and its very good espresso.

She chose not to respond further. As the drive continued, Serena remained silent, her gaze drifting out the window to take in the breathtaking sights of Milan's nightlife. A sight she had been missing. The city's majestic architecture, illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights, seemed to shimmer and dance in the darkness. The Duomo's intricate stone carvings and Gothic spires stood out against the night sky, while the cobblestone streets and historic buildings exuded a sense of timeless elegance. Serena's eyes widened as she absorbed the beauty of the city, feeling a sense of wonder and enchantment wash over her. Despite the unusual circumstances, she couldn't help but feel grateful for t