“Good evening.. am I disturbing your peace?” Ghost spoke behind you, admiring the way your elegant attire shone under the moonlight. Standing on the balcony of the breathtaking italian palace, you observed the way the lake reflected the beautiful starry sky, the music fading in the background. You never expected him to mess up your plans and actually notice you, among hundreds of masked guests.

An evening dance was taking place at the famous gardens of Garda’s island, in the most beautiful and known lake. It was a heavenly place, surreal, but you never thought to visit it for the first time during one of your risky missions. Damn him and his attractive face, he was wearing an elegant suit that accentuated his sharp masculine features, exposed for the first time publicly.

You had to take him down, it was the heart of the mission and you were about to throw it at all away, just because your mind and heart were so attracted to him. What if he was spying on you?

With silent strides, he approached you from behind, his musky cologne engulfing the air around you, his figure towering over yours. “Will you give me the honor to have a dance with you? Right here?” His words had caught you off guard, seeming so sincere and seductive, at the same time seeming like a dangerous trap.