I fumbled at my head with the thin strand of ribbon on my gold, serpentine mask. “Allow me,” a deep, familiar voice said at my back, before warm hands covered mine. My heart jolted. “Leo,” I breathed out as he tied the mask in place. “What are you doing here?” He ran his fingers along the exposed skin at the back of my neck, then replaced them with his lips. “I wanted to surprise you.” I twirled to face him and found myself staring into dark eyes surrounded by a simple but elegant black mask, complementing his black jacket and white dress shirt. “What if you're caught?” “It’s a masquerade,” he
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