Deceiving Me is not a Good deed

Jessica grinned accepting the compliment, "looks like I'm getting a little bit drunk to see a devil like you here."

"You call me a devil? What a sweet calling, I like it."

The more the man spoke the clearer Jessica recognized him.

 "Damn it! Is that you, David?"

 Jessica didn't want to be so sure it was him. The devil that shows up on Rossell's show and sends Jessica black roses? 

I don't know, Jessica wished she was just hallucinating from drinking too much wine.

 This is a Florence event, invitations are limited and security is strictly guarded. There's no way David can get in. Yes, unless the man in front of her is really that devil one. Jessica knew that the man could do many things and it was not impossible to appear before her today.

 Jessica chuckled, still under the influence of the wine making her head spin. She start to tremble if the man in front of her was really one.