"You're a dream, angel. My favourite dream-the one treasure I sought and found. I've dreamed to be yours and I know the second I met your eyes-that I belong with you. I love you, tesoro," the ardour that is whispered silence her breath, the soft shiver was long gone and her eyes burned. The soft hold tightens on his wrist, her body froze harder than the cold wind of the night. Luciano Rossi is the charming knight in Analisse's vision. He ensured her comfort and safety in most ways.. Their love was sudden and pure, but will they be able to survive when the arrangements begin?