PastOctober 2014I had trained myself to be a gossip par excellence.It wasn't fun, I had to follow patterns, search phones, computers, and make everything seem normal. The fool Mori, along with other agents, prepared me to know how to shoot, even though I already had hunting practice, as well as to have notions of self-defense and to be as fast as I could. However, the biggest training I had was lying.The detective in charge made me an escort, sufficiently sought after by clients with better purchasing power, and Rocco somehow promoted me.That's why I was ready to go to a business dinner of some Russians who had come to talk to Rocco's bosses, ones who were so hidden and in the shadows that their names were never mentioned. She saw me as a goddess and when Lilly dropped me off at the hotel, she told me what I expected from her:"Be practical, and if become a real problem, just dial and have your phone ready for it.""Don't worry, mother hen...”"These are men connected to the Brat
PastDecember 2014It was the end of the year and my friends had business to attend to.Lilly was going to a party where she had to take care of Rocco, who had somehow made her integrate into his security arch. I knew well that it was more than problematic, however, it was already a decision that had been more than made.In Alice's case, there was the Caribbean, enjoying a doctor who took her to take him on the most pleasant end-of-year vacation of her sad life. He was a single doctor, who belonged to a well-to-do family, and who had become a regular client of Alice's, whom she herself had to keep away. However, she liked the man to serve her in a way that others did not, even though it bored her. Dr. Koch was a nice guy, a client who stepped out of the norm of arrogant damn people who just wanted more than attention. It was problematic in more ways than one, yet it was still there.I had my suspicions that I would always keep asking for it.I didn't want to go in a two-for-one becaus
PastMay 2015When 2015 arrived, I didn't imagine that it would make me Rocco's most sought-after lady-in-waiting. One who could afford to say which clients to serve and which not to serve, to put a limit on how many times they could see me per year, and who had somehow paid their debts to the men who held me hostage. Or well, they made me get that excited, so I said that I would take my time and that I would still continue to enjoy the advantages that the business gave me.I wasn't an idiot, there I was making necessary connections for the future, one that was shaping up very well according to my bank account. So, I kept making my donations, kept saving and continued in the same routine, only now I could add more care and protection. The fact that she was an escort, who was gaining her rise in high society, was a very prominent point for many. That's why I avoided social media like the plague, I didn't want things to blow up in my face from one moment to the next.And so it was, that
PastMay 2015"What are they going to do to him?" I asked carefully."Nothing for her, we'll just put her out to party after the boys teach her a lesson," she explained, and when they laid her out on the other bed, I noticed that her white thong was stained red, which was a bad sign. “Forget about it, focus on us and what we want you to do.”"Good, tithe.""We want you to let all of them please you, while we have a juicy exchange... It's a lot of fun for me to watch.”That made everyone else laugh and I felt a chill run down my body, one that somehow told me it wouldn't be pretty. From one moment to the next I was charged, contradicting would be something in vain, my level of survival was higher so I smiled and controlled myself. I saw how the mayor gave hats to all of them and at least I felt relief inside because they followed Rocco's rule.Guests had no right to damage their products.The men gave me everything, while the friends gave life to each other, crying out and letting them
PastJanuary 2016I had to go to the safe house.In the last few months, after my meeting with the mayor, the demand for me increased so disproportionately that Rocco called me into his office to put together a work plan for the rest of the year. The euphoria would subside from one moment to the next, so I would seek to squeeze myself to my heart's content, however, that was coupled with my investigative plans in which I was able to get valuable information for the FBI.That's why she went to an important party that took me to see that Guido was doing his thing with my payments and those of my friend, so I needed help in this regard.I had the feeling that the imbecile was up to something else, I just had no idea what, but I sensed something, and even more so when Lilly informed us not to trust Guido, to keep our eyes wide open.So, I wrote to Mori and he told me he would wait for me in an apartment in Harlem.I knocked on the door and he opened it for me, he looked wounded, beaten an
PastJanuary 2016I woke up with a headache, in a soft bed, on some unfamiliar silk sheets and with the image of a man I never thought I would see."For a moment I thought it was the patch," said the man who was almost identical to Luc in a voice I'd never heard before, "now I feel like it's something else.”"I'm sorry, excuse me," I said with difficulty. “I didn't want to make him uncomfortable, it's just that... He looked a lot like someone I know, now that I see him, he speaks differently and is different.”"Well, I suppose the impact was because he was dead, wasn't it?" He asked with some doubt that made my hair stand on end."Something like that..." "I guess I don't know if he's still alive," the stranger openly admitted earlier. I'm sorry I ruined your evening; it won't happen again.”The promise did, I smiled in a way that felt cruel."Don't worry about that, Rocco told me you're making us a lot of money, so taking care of yourself is the least I can do," he said calmly, and th
PastMarch 2016My life had gone the way it was supposed to be.I graduated and did a specialization; I took over and controlled the whole new and empowered Basciano-Moretti conglomerate. I stood by what I had to stand for so that the economy of my hometown would not be affected by the quarrels of bullies who thought the world revolved around them.It was a win-win, a smart mode, I just needed to get on the map.After moving to Boston and then moving to Washington D.C., I understood that I had to return to the financial capital of the world, whether I liked it or not, I had to return home to make things work better. It wasn't the right thing for me, but it was right for my family and their future.They deserved me to give them my best.My sister had been back for almost two years, I helped her set up a photography school so that she could make a living from her passion. However, with Enzo it was difficult, I didn't want to touch the money, I said I didn't need it and that I shouldn't
PastMarch 2016"I think I'm hallucinating," I told my therapist. “Today I saw it, I saw it with my brother and that's impossible, so my head must be playing a very bad trick on me, it must be ridiculing me because it's not okay to see things like that.”"You're not crazy, maybe you confused her, but don't say things you might end up more confused about... Much more. You need to rest, have the closure you really deserve Luciano, let her go at last, accept that she made her decision and that you can no longer influence her.”"But..."He sighed and readjusted his thick-pasted glasses."I've been treating you for years, I've given you tools, exercises and so on, more than enough things for you to get out of it, but you're in denial, you're closed and so you can never be a free man, one who doesn't feel fear and gives himself the opportunity to be happy. You're sabotaging yourself and if you keep it up, I'm afraid I'm going to have to drop your case or refer you to someone else," he said,