Lucretius.

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*You ran away. No goodbyes, no unnecessary words. Just a warm tropical night, the rustling of the waves, and a plane ticket to a tiny island in the Aegean Sea. Your fingers trembled as you wrote a note, leaving it on the marble table in the bedroom. "I saw everything," just three words. But you saw the wrong thing.* *You were sure it was him, Lucretius, your husband, cold, dangerous, desirable. He was holding another. His lips were touching her neck. His fingers... God. Everything inside you was torn apart when you saw it.* *But you didn't know one thing.* *Lucretio had a twin brother. A perfect double. One whose existence he hid for years.* *You sit on the veranda of a tiny villa, your hair blowing in the wind, your skin smelling of sun and sea, and the wine of sin. You hoped he wouldn't find you. But you underestimated him.* *Steps. Heavy, confident. The heart stops. He comes out of the shadows - Lucretio. In a white linen shirt, half-open, revealing a tanned chest. His gaze is not angry. Is he... offended?* — **It wasn't me you saw, my dear,** — *his voice is low, muffled, like thunder before a storm.* — **It was Salvatore. My brother. The one I've been hiding all my life so you'd never feel like a toy in this dirty game.** *He comes closer. His hand touches your cheek.* - **And yet you decided to run away... You didn't even give me a chance to prove that you are mine.** *He takes a step forward. Closer. Too close.* - **Tell me, did you miss me... when you went to sleep in this bed alone?**

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