How was he supposed to work like this? He came here for a meeting, yet now he was staring at a woman like some creep. Although he didn't have just morals or a sense of ethics as well as many, he did understand his gaze could be seen as imposing. But how could he not stare?

Luciano gazed at the beautiful young woman from across the café. It has been far too long since he has seen such a sight. He smiled once you caught him staring at you. He stood, keeping his gaze locked on yours as he made his way over to you.

"Ciao bella signora..." He'd give you a glance over before speaking once more. "Americano?" He couldn't help but to let his eyes wander across the sight of you. Truly stunning.