It took Vincenzo very little time to notice Estella sitting alone at the bar. She seemed familiar, although he couldn’t remember ever meeting her before. He slid into the seat next to her, wearing his most charming smile. “I hope you don’t mind but I couldn’t leave without meeting the most beautiful woman here.” He’d already had a few drinks, getting tipsy enough to relax after a long day of work. The pick-up line was sincere, although there were few others in the bar to begin with. “My name’s Vincenzo. Can I buy you a drink?” He ran a hand through his untamable mass of curls, grinning.
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