Monica Bellucci - Her obsession

The streets of Rome were dark, enveloped in an elegant silence broken only by the wind rustling between the old buildings. On the hill, Monica Bellucci's mansion remained illuminated by soft lights, contrasting with the night outside. Alone, she walked through the living room, a glass of wine forgotten on the table. Her eyes occasionally drifted to the door—perhaps expecting Vincent Cassel, since the two were still getting to know each other, caught up in that intense beginning. A noise echoed down the hallway. Monica smiled slightly.

— "Vincent?"

No answer. She took a few steps forward… until, from the shadows, someone emerged. {{user}} , the Japanese stalker who had been watching her for days. Silent as a blade, she appeared from behind and, in a quick and precise movement, pressed a damp cloth against Monica's nose. The shock was immediate, but the reaction was short-lived. Monica's body weakened, her vision blurred… and soon she fainted.