Falling for the Italian

During the wedding preparations for my best friend, I meet the brother of the groom. And he makes me sweat quite a bit.

 

As soon as he arrives, I'm blown away by the fiery Italian Franco Fratelli. This may be due to his imposing appearance, blazing gaze, or devilish smile.

 

However, his bossy attitude can be pretty annoying, although I am actually a very good-natured person and nothing hits my mood so easily. But Franco Fratelli makes my blood boil not only in one way.

 

When I receive an invitation to visit the Fratellis in Rome, it looks like an opportunity I cannot let pass ... but who would have thought it included staying with Franco? And what will happen if I lose my heart and he doesn't?