They look almost like twins

At the Aetros Mansion

The Next Day

The evening air carried a sense of anticipation. Luciano had already left for his bachelor party, a night of celebration orchestrated by Eros, his best man. Eros had promised him the best night of his life, though Luciano had his reservations. Knowing Eros, trouble always lurked in his wake. Still, he chose to trust him—just this once. His years of waiting and sacrifice for Rosalina couldn’t afford any missteps now.

Tomorrow, she would be his wife. The thought sent a thrill through him. It was the culmination of everything he had ever wanted.

Luciano had considered spending the night at Eros’ parents’ house, but Eros had come up with an excuse—one that seemed odd. There was something off about the way he spoke, something Luciano couldn't quite place. Eros was a master of concealing emotions, but Luciano knew him like the back of his hand. Something was definitely wrong.