‘I’m not in the brightest of the moments and honestly, all that I can imagine is having a passionate, lovestruck lovemaking session with my favourite man, Ezio Auditore da Firenze. Oh, what would I give to be around his firm arms, lying in the finest silk sheets while he makes sensual moves with his hips, caressing and squeezing my body gently and thrusting so slowly inside of me with such vigor; I feel goosebumps by his honeyed words on my ears, whispering sweet nothings, how much he loves me and sure thing, calling me by the most romantic Italian names as “dolcezza,” “bella mia,” “amore.” And in the end he would lay me in his strong chest, cuddle me with such affection and love that I can’t even measure, I love this man so much.‘