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Chapter 19

Gabriele Colombo liked parties—or at least, the kind that served a purpose. Political dinners, charity galas, exclusive art auctions where every smile hid a transaction—those, he understood.

But these multicultural festivals? Too loud. Too earnest. Too human. Still, when Marco had invited him, he hadn’t refused. He rarely did…. Not to Marco. Besides, it was one evening—a little wine, a little music, and later, something far more satisfying.

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I write heroines who are curvy, plus size, simple, or plain because beauty has never been about one perfect standard. Beauty is always in the eyes of the beholder. A woman does not need society’s approval to deserve love, obsession, respect, and a powerful story.