“More inconspicuous,” he murmurs, opening the door for me. When I slip inside and buckle my belt, he goes around to the driver’s seat and climbs in, starting the car. “Such a new leaf, Luca,” I say quietly, turning in my seat to smile at him. “No press at all?” “No press,” he says, giving me a s
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