Route Change, Groom Change
His amber eyes were deep as a starry sky, swirling with a light that made it easy to lose oneself.
I stared in disbelief. "A-Are you really Mr. Giovanni Alonzi?"
Giovanni chuckled and asked, "So, what else do people say about me besides being disfigured, short-lived, and a ruthless killer?"
I nodded softly. "That's what they all say, but you are nothing like that."
"Call me Gio," he said gently.
"Okay," I murmured.
He led me to sit on the sofa and handed me a cup of warm lemon water. "You must be exhausted from the wedding. Have some water and rest for a moment."
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