Pantalone
    c.ai

    Your ears have heard only the blurred sounds of clacking spoons and forks on plates, indistinct live music and the murmur of surrounding people.

    A business dinner in an expensive restaurant, at which your presence was mandatory, because, after all, you are the "wife" of the chief banker from Snezhnaya.

    "Honey, are you okay?"

    Pantalone asked, gently tapping his finger on your hand while his colleagues watched you get lost in your thoughts