On the day of the feast, everyone was agitated and rushed so that nothing would disturb the evening event.Cassandra warned that she would go out with her colleagues to buy the evening dress. Despite being hurt by her sister’s secret, Aria was glad to see her having friends of her age.Already at night, she observed her own dress, a gift from Giovanni. The dress was elegant and delicate, a red dress, hopefully falling with the black wine skirt, with a slit in front, showing one of the legs. In addition, small crystals were embedded throughout the piece, which made it more dazzling.Aria smiled, this gesture could show that Giovanni really cared about her. But, material goods, kisses and sex, do not replace sincerity and that was what she sought. And that’s what she expected to meet with her boss and party partner. When Giovanni saw her, Aria expected a smile or a silly expression like on the day of the ballet performance. However, she was greeted with the opposite of that. A hateful
Aria didn’t know where she was being taken. A mixture of fear and curiosity took care of her. But she had no one by her side at that time. That is, there was no other option.Her eyes had been blindfolded so she didn’t know where they were going. But at least Aria knew who they were, the enemies of Giovanni Mancini.They arrived at a secluded place, Aria could swear that they had climbed a mountain and with the bandage removed she could see that it was correct. There was only one simple house, right on the highest peak.The woman led her into the property and Aria noticed that it was also simple. There were not many furniture, nor many rooms. And nothing that would accuse that place belonged to a mafia. I mean, a perfect hiding. "What do they want from me? Affecting Giovanni Mancini is no longer a good plan." she said to the woman, sitting on the white couch. The redhead smiled and sat down next to her. "You’re more important than Giovanni Mancini, Aria." "Even? I don’t see how. I
Lorenzo had never been so angry in his life. He also felt lonely and alone. The house was not the same without Aria or Cassandra.Even Cassandra was there, she was absent. Giovanni convinced him that she should be treated at home and that Dr Leone should go there to see her patient.At the moment, Cass was sleeping peacefully, but before that she was dying with blood running from her mouth.The doctor arrived in a hurry and added the medicine through the blood in the vein. Cassandra seemed to start getting better minutes later. But that showed that her case had worsened and, hearing this, Lorenzo knew he would have to hurry up to pay for the surgery.The hours passed and, without the presence of Aria and a awake Cassandra, that huge house was back to what it had always been for years. A cold, dark and unhappiness place.There was no noise in that house other than the breath of Cassandra and the keys of the notebook pressed quickly by Lorenzo.Laura had been convinced after a whole day
It was raining that day, the lord and lady Ricci were laughing and playing with their daughters until the rain increased and the car began to drift. "Nikolai, stop the car." Aria heard her mother scream. "I can’t, it doesn’t work." Aria and Cassandra screamed and the only thing left in their thoughts was the color and smell of blood. Aria woke up with her hands shaking. Her thoughts were clearer now, and she was aware that she had to tell the truth to Cassandra. But, it could not be by phone.The room was simple, without much furniture, but with a very beautiful light blue color. She sat down and took a deep breath. There was still much to discover, but her past could not paralyze her. The woman took a few minutes to deflect her thoughts from the tension of the accident and finally, she stretched out and caught her brown hair in a loose bun and left. Aria still had a sense of tension to be there in that place with the "enemy". But she wondered if she was safe anywhere after learn
Screams.Smoke.Fire.Blood.Giovanni wiped the blood from his face and got into the car, as if he hadn't caused chaos behind him.He straightened his blue tie and answered the ringing phone. His secretary, Anne, was calling him at the worst possible time.“Mr. Mancini, I'm calling to inform you that the last nanny has quit. We're running out of options. I don't know who to hire if even the trained women in our midst aren't enough.”“I don't care, Anne. That's your job to sort out. The children have to accept someone. There's no time to deal with them.”“There is one last option, sir, but I think your children's wish is...”“Then bring that last option and don't disturb me any more for today.” He said, turning off his cell phone without even saying goodbye.As the car left its trail of destruction behind, someone woke up gasping in the cold of the night.The images were still fresh in his mind, screams, smoke, fire, blood, death.It all seemed so recent, as if 12 years had not passed.
When Aria arrived at the Mancini house, she was surprised by the amount of security. Well, if I were her, I’d like to keep your kids safe, too. The housekeeper Giulia answered and Aria thanked her for the education. She presented the whole house and the functioning of things there. "Children can be a little difficult. Many have already said goodbye. But I ask you to understand. They suffer greatly from the absence of their father." Aria stated. She somehow understood these children. Being without her parents was difficult. She smiled when she saw a 5-year-old girl and a 17-year-old boy. They both looked at her angrily. "This is Laura and Giovanni, Aria."- Giulia introduced them. "Children, this is Miss Ricci." "Pleasure, I will take care of you from today. I hope we got along." Laura just showed her tongue and cried out: "We don’t want you here." The child ran into the room and locked himself in. Lorenzo also did not address her. He did a quick research on her life and
Giovanni wouldn’t want to be here today, especially when that random woman left his mind full of distractions. The man in front of him was terrified, fear could be seen in his eyes, but there was no forgiveness for traitors. Especially those who used their power to abuse children. "Please, please, boss, it’s a lie. I swear I didn’t do anything. I would never touch a child." he said tied to his chair. Giovanni did not answer, he just focused on hitting the man, discounting all of his anger, while that woman’s words came into his mind. It wasn’t his fault, it was that damn woman who took him away from his kids years ago. Doubt would never leave his mind or the hatred he felt for his children. Who was that nanny to say what she didn’t know? Did she know who he was? Who was she talking to? The abuser was tired of trying to fight, but the worst would come. At that moment, Giovanni already had his face and shirt full of blood. How dare that girl? If that son of a bitch, in fron
The next day was a mess for Aria. She got up early, making sure she was well dressed this time and would not be embarrassed if her boss was still at home. Aria came down the stairs and called her sister. "I know, Cass. But, Mr. Mancini said there will be no problem, don’t worry, all right? I’ll be there soon to help you prepare everything." "Is your sister worried?" Aria leapt at Giovanni’s voice. The man was really, really sneaky. "Good morning, sir." she said, nervous. " Yeah, she’s a little worried about being a nuisance." "She won’t be. I promise and I keep my word." Giovanni said, approaching her, staring at her with his cold eyes and making her shudder. "Daddy. You’re home." Laura screamed, running up to him. Giovanni gave a smile. Not even he could resist such cuteness. "Good morning, dear," he said hugging her. Aria smiled at the scene. Was she wrong about him? Curiosity made her look at Lorenzo, who did not seem to have the same impression of her. Perhaps she was ru
It was raining that day, the lord and lady Ricci were laughing and playing with their daughters until the rain increased and the car began to drift. "Nikolai, stop the car." Aria heard her mother scream. "I can’t, it doesn’t work." Aria and Cassandra screamed and the only thing left in their thoughts was the color and smell of blood. Aria woke up with her hands shaking. Her thoughts were clearer now, and she was aware that she had to tell the truth to Cassandra. But, it could not be by phone.The room was simple, without much furniture, but with a very beautiful light blue color. She sat down and took a deep breath. There was still much to discover, but her past could not paralyze her. The woman took a few minutes to deflect her thoughts from the tension of the accident and finally, she stretched out and caught her brown hair in a loose bun and left. Aria still had a sense of tension to be there in that place with the "enemy". But she wondered if she was safe anywhere after learn
Lorenzo had never been so angry in his life. He also felt lonely and alone. The house was not the same without Aria or Cassandra.Even Cassandra was there, she was absent. Giovanni convinced him that she should be treated at home and that Dr Leone should go there to see her patient.At the moment, Cass was sleeping peacefully, but before that she was dying with blood running from her mouth.The doctor arrived in a hurry and added the medicine through the blood in the vein. Cassandra seemed to start getting better minutes later. But that showed that her case had worsened and, hearing this, Lorenzo knew he would have to hurry up to pay for the surgery.The hours passed and, without the presence of Aria and a awake Cassandra, that huge house was back to what it had always been for years. A cold, dark and unhappiness place.There was no noise in that house other than the breath of Cassandra and the keys of the notebook pressed quickly by Lorenzo.Laura had been convinced after a whole day
Aria didn’t know where she was being taken. A mixture of fear and curiosity took care of her. But she had no one by her side at that time. That is, there was no other option.Her eyes had been blindfolded so she didn’t know where they were going. But at least Aria knew who they were, the enemies of Giovanni Mancini.They arrived at a secluded place, Aria could swear that they had climbed a mountain and with the bandage removed she could see that it was correct. There was only one simple house, right on the highest peak.The woman led her into the property and Aria noticed that it was also simple. There were not many furniture, nor many rooms. And nothing that would accuse that place belonged to a mafia. I mean, a perfect hiding. "What do they want from me? Affecting Giovanni Mancini is no longer a good plan." she said to the woman, sitting on the white couch. The redhead smiled and sat down next to her. "You’re more important than Giovanni Mancini, Aria." "Even? I don’t see how. I
On the day of the feast, everyone was agitated and rushed so that nothing would disturb the evening event.Cassandra warned that she would go out with her colleagues to buy the evening dress. Despite being hurt by her sister’s secret, Aria was glad to see her having friends of her age.Already at night, she observed her own dress, a gift from Giovanni. The dress was elegant and delicate, a red dress, hopefully falling with the black wine skirt, with a slit in front, showing one of the legs. In addition, small crystals were embedded throughout the piece, which made it more dazzling.Aria smiled, this gesture could show that Giovanni really cared about her. But, material goods, kisses and sex, do not replace sincerity and that was what she sought. And that’s what she expected to meet with her boss and party partner. When Giovanni saw her, Aria expected a smile or a silly expression like on the day of the ballet performance. However, she was greeted with the opposite of that. A hateful
Giovanni didn’t know how to react to the information that Mateo and Alissa sent. Things were getting more complicated.It was still early when he received the message on his phone. It was not ideal, but necessary. After all, if his security guards had been attacked, it could happen again at any time and the information would be taken with them without reaching his ears. The mobster gave a long sigh, it was dark, only one window flap opened allowed the light of the rising sun to enter and illuminate slightly the face of Aria who slept next to him.Giovanni smiled, slightly removing a hair from her face, which even with his touch remained asleep. Even with the affection he already felt for her, the doubt of his past came to his mind, tormenting him again. He got out of bed, with his ex’s face in mind. What if Aria was like her? Insecurity and paranoia came in his torment. If he had been deceived again, it could be again.Finally, annoyed, Giovanni decided to take a cigarette and smoke
Alissa held her breath at the scene. They should have warned Giovanni, but it would be very suspicious to do that at the moment.The party continued normally, but something terrifying caught Alissa’s attention. A characteristic aroma that has been in your mind for years since that unfortunately unforgettable day in your life.The couples were changed to beat the music. Something she should accept not to raise suspicion. His new partner, dressed in black and gold and his mask had painted golden tears. And to the terror of Alissa, the odor intensified.Frightened, the woman looked around looking for Mateo. However, she could not see him among so many people. This made her panic, she was alone with this stranger who probably murdered her parents and tortured her."Miss me, little girl?" He turned her around the hall and whispered in her ear. Alissa was cold, her hands trembling with fear. She recognized this term. Only one of them used it on her. A man with blue eyes.Alissa felt weak,
The weather in Venice was cool and comfortable, Alissa took the opportunity to remove the red jacket she was wearing and stretch her muscles."Come on. Let’s settle in." Mateo said handing her a black mask. After all, keeping the description was what mattered. The hotel was simple but comfortable and very beautiful, with light walls and golden details. The pair presented themselves as a couple, Mr. and Mrs. Rizzo. The woman smiled at them and asked someone to guide them both into a double room. Alissa swallowed dry upon noticing the double bed. Mateo approached her and whispered in her ear:"Don’t worry, sweetie. I won’t do anything you don’t want." And with that, he came out saying:"Feel free. I’ll sort out some issues for tonight." Not knowing what to think or do, Alissa just threw herself into bed and waited for time to pass. Thinking about what would come next for the night. ------Alissa woke up with the noise of the shower and a beautiful green dress hanging in the wardrobe
The next day, Mateo and Alissa were sitting in front of Giovanni with the information that Mari had given her."Mari worked as a partner of a chief of police in Parma, a city here in northern Italy. He hid important information from the Russian mafia in exchange for money, after all, no one would suspect a police officer from the interior." Alissa began to tell the story that had been passed on to her. "Mari found him dead, poisoned 1 month ago. He died while signing a transfer document from a bank account to his. The account is not known here in Italy. Well, what matters is that for the first time, Mari was able to access his computer and found various information, including Aria’s." Alissa paused to breathe as she joined her two hands above the table." And what does Aria have to do with it? "Giovanni asked, anxious." She was in one of the files. Her, Cassandra and their parents. From what it looks like, they were investigators in the past. We don’t know if they were part of any m
Giovanni was possessed. Aria could tell by the way he held the wheel. And she was right, the boy wanted to drive him crazy."What the hell did he do this time?" He asked himself out loud. " This kid never gave me any trouble, now he seems to be trying to get my attention."Aria watched the man with a curious countenance and only replied:"I think it’s the other way around, I think he doesn’t want to get your attention. After all, it was Cassandra who called us and not Lorenzo.""She never did it. He never gave me any trouble."Giovanni said with his voice altered."I don’t think you ever paid attention." Aria smiled.Giovanni looked at her, embarrassed. Aria was right, he had not paid attention to his children and perhaps this had happened before.-----They arrived at the police station and Lorenzo was in th