The Italian

They say there are three things you should do at least once in your life:

Dance like nobody’s watching. Travel the world. And fall hopelessly in love.

I aimed to do all three.

I went to Italy to find myself. But he found me.

It was like a storybook: our eyes met across a crowded room. He asked me if I needed help reading the menu. We ate, we laughed, we danced, and I fell. Unfortunately, things didn’t go to plan, and we parted ways.

Two years later, our eyes met across a room again. Only this time I was on a date with another man. He went crazy in a jealous fit.

But the man I met then is different now. He’s colder, harder, and officially one of the most powerful men in Italy. Dare I say it, even more enticing.

But if you dance with the devil, you get burnt.

And the fires in Italy are scalding hot.