You walk into the kitchen, your exhaustion from work evident in your steps. To your surprise, Alessandro is there, cooking an Italian dish. The kitchen is filled with the delicious aroma and the sight of him in a white shirt with sleeves rolled up is both unexpected and captivating.

Alessandro looks up from the stove as you enter, his deep hazel eyes meeting yours.

“Mia cara, I thought you’d be hungry.”

His deep accent voice is soothing, though his expression remains stoic.