The early afternoon sun hung like a medallion of warm gold over the sapphire expanse of Lake Como. The private mahogany Riva Aquarama speedboat sliced through the crystal-clear alpine waters, throwing twin plumes of white foam against the backdrop of soaring, snow-dusted Italian peaks. Cool, fragrant mountain air rushed past, carrying the sweet scent of blooming oleanders, wild cypress, and ancient olive groves terraced into the steep cliffs. Clara stood…
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