Divine

It was an invitation to a private evening—bold and sensual—reserved for a select few. It was real, then. Someone had told me about this secret Venice, a parallel world where refined guests gathered in luxurious residences to indulge their most libertine desires, shielded behind the mystery of a mask. I went there, like a wolf in the night, with Casanova’s blessing. I wanted to see Venice under this light as well. I uncovered many secrets that night, yet two remain. The first is why they chose me. The second is who brought that unforgettable fragrance that intoxicated me all evening.