Sharlynn changed into longer-sleeved clothes to avoid the bruises from Richie's actions from being seen by Grandpa Andriano. Afterward, she decided to leave the room and go downstairs. "Should I go for a walk," she muttered as she descended the stairs. Occasionally, she still rubbed her hot hands. At the same time, a maid blocked his way, saying it was time to enter the dining room for breakfast. "Thank you, I'll be right there," Sharlynn replied wryly. Her steps half-stumbled towards the dining room. Before entering the dining room, she took a deep breath, walked slowly, and prepared for the questions Grandpa Andriano would ask her, or rather, scold. Moreover, Richie did not appear there.Sharlynn slowed her pace before entering the dining room, trying to gather her courage to face whatever was going to happen. The room was bright, with morning sunlight streaming through the window blinds, creating a warm atmosphere but not enough to chase away the nervousness creeping into her
After a twenty-minute wait, Dante and Sharlynn found themselves inside one of the cafés at the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. "Madame, what did you want to talk to me about?" asked Dante matter-of-factly. "I wanted to show you something..." Sharlynn looked down, pausing her sentence. Then, exhaled roughly before answering Dante. "I know Richie would never trust me. Is it wrong of me to want to ensure that the woman he loves so much does something unexpected?" Dante frowned, not understanding where Sharlynn was going with this. "What do you mean?" Dante asked to make sure what she meant. Sharlynn didn't answer, she just took her cell phone out of her bag and fiddled with it for a while, then showed him the amateur footage she had taken at the time. "Isn't this Aurora and that guy who was always being sarcastic to Richie and me?" asked Sharlynn, causing Dante to turn his gaze from the cell phone screen to Sharlynn. "Looks like Richie's son is also very familiar with that guy. Hhuu
After Dante's departure, Sharlynn still decided to wander around the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. Entering every boutique with famous brands across the country. "I have to pamper myself. It doesn't matter how Richie will treat me," Sharlynn muttered as she stepped her long legs into the luxury perfume gallery. The distinctive scent of perfume that she had never recognized seemed to pierce her nose. A friendly voice greeted her. Together with a staff member in a fancy black uniform, she began to browse through the shelves lined with perfume bottles with unique and luxurious shapes. "This scent... "Sharlynn sniffed back at her wrist as the staff sprayed a tester. She tried to guess the scent she was sniffing. "It smells like mothballs. Really?" asked Sharlynn of the perfume boutique staff. "Yes, ma'am. The scent of camphor blends with the scent of spices like those used by Queen Cleopatra when she met with the high-ranking officials of the Roman Empire. It's like that, folklore f
Aurora was still trying to influence Richie to make him hate Sharlynn even more. For the woman, Sharlynn was not a difficult thing to get rid of, considering that she had managed to get rid of a series of women who tried to conquer the man's heart. However, in reality, Richie was infatuated with her. Before Richie left the apartment, he tried to put on a pitiable expression. "Sevariano, you see for yourself, your son is telling the truth. That woman is really bad. I think she has influenced grandpa. I don't know what she's done to grandpa," Aurora said as she tried to get Richie to submit to her. But Aurora was wrong, although Richie seemed to defend her, but the man still kept an annoyed expression because he thought Aurora was getting more and more demanding. Richie straightened his body, he looked at Aurora with a flat gaze. "I'll go back to the mansion and ask Sharlynn directly," Richie said. "If she really did hurt my son, then I will punish her myself." The series of senten
Sharlynn felt herself unable to resist the man's touches. However, when he felt the oxygen supply in their lungs dwindling, Richie quickly moved his lips away.The sound of both of their breaths echoed each other. The two different coloured eyes stared at each other intensely and deeply. Sharlynn could not even utter a single sentence.At the same time, the ringing sound of Richie's cell phone interrupted their non-verbal communication. Richie hurriedly took the cell phone from his pants pocket and briefly stared at the identity of the flashing screen. Without thinking, he quickly scrolled through the screen and accepted the call. "..." The person on the other side spoke first before Richie asked anything. The change in the man's expression showed that something was quite significant. "I'll be there soon. Keep an eye out. Make sure we don't lose track of the target!" After saying that, Richie disconnected the cell phone and put the phone back in his pocket. He looked back at Sharl
Richie still kept a close watch on his target's car, not giving them a chance to disappear among the crowded Milan traffic. Through his headset, he kept communicating with his men to ensure that all their moves were well coordinated.Suddenly, two other cars appeared from behind, speeding ahead of Richie's car. They communicated with each other through their headsets, planning strategies to deal with the situation on the narrowing road."I think they know we're following them," Richie said, muttering the worries that filled his mind.The cars continued to race through the crowded city center. They were forced to stop several times, not only because of red traffic lights, but also because they had to cross an active tram line, adding complexity to their chase.Richie sent stern instructions over the headset to his men, "Stop that car on the wider streets in the city center!""Yes, sir," his men replied, confirming receipt of the order.The car sped off again, with Richie's car still i
That night, the dining room of Andriano's mansion was filled with sparkling crystal chandeliers, creating a warm and luxurious atmosphere in one corner of the mansion. The long dining table was spread with a crisp white tablecloth and tableware neatly arranged, waiting to be used for the dinner that was about to take place.Sharlynn, in her elegant dress, stepped gently into the dining room, a sweet smile gracing her face. “Good evening, Grandpa,” greeted Sharlynn in a soft, warm voice. She gracefully pulled out a chair and sat down, her demeanor full of elegance and politeness.Grandpa Andriano, who was already seated at the end of the table, returned the greeting with a heavy but loving voice. “Good evening, Sharlynn,” he said. His sharp eyes momentarily searched for someone else behind Sharlynn's figure. “Where is Sevariano? I heard his voice on the way to the dining room?”Sharlynn, who was already quite familiar with her grandfather's concern for Richie, gave a wry smile. Her
Richie could not stop the uncomfortable feeling in his body. He decided to get out of the bathroom after splashing his body with cold water. He walked past Sharlynn's body lying on the bed writhing. When he arrived at the door of the room, Richie did not waste any time trying to force open the door handle repeatedly. “Shit!” cursed Richie. As he looked confused by his failed attempt to open the door, he heard Sharlynn's hoarse voice. “Richie, why does my body feel weird...hot...I want some water,” Sharlynn whispered, forcing Richie to turn around. Unfortunately, he saw Sharlynn's hips moving so beautifully, bending her knees and her thighs rubbing together. Seeing that very erotic scene, Richie began to feel something arousing. He tried to get closer to Sharlynn, seeing that the dress attached to the woman's body looked even more messy, revealing a long neck and smooth shoulders that looked sweaty. “Sharlynn, what are you feeling?” The stupid question suddenly came out of Richi