(Renata Pellegrini)Filippo takes the papers from my hands and walks to the counter; I stand behind him watching him pay my friend's expenses.“Thank you, please take it out of my next paycheck.” I speak after we walk away from the counter, feeling happy to stay in my job.The month is already over, in two weeks I will receive my third salary and I will use it to pay this debt and also the part that I agreed with Filippo to pay for the furniture in our new house.“No need, ragazza.”“I insist, please.” I insist.Filippo goes to a drinking fountain and fills a glass with water, he holds my hand and guides me to the outside of the hospital.“Why don't you want to let me pay for things for you?” He inquires when we stop at the side of the hospital, where apparently there is no one.“I am not your wife.” I speak. “You have no duty to provide for me.” I make my point, my mother always told me never to treat a boyfriend like a husband, otherwise he will never want to marry me, I know that
(Renata Pellegrini)“Ann... hmmm.” The nurse huffs, I hug Filippo even tighter, hiding behind him, mercy, we were caught having sex in a parked car in a hospital, what a shame! “Miss Amanda has woken up and is not wanting to cooperate, we need your help.” The nurse warns.I hear the sound of the window being raised, thank goodness the window is tinted, I get off Filippo's lap and adjust my clothes, I look at my boyfriend and he too has adjusted, we open the doors and get out of the car.“Can I see her?” I ask as I approach the nurse, I swallow dryly when I notice that his face is flushed, this guy looks young still, this must be the first time he has seen himself in this kind of situation.“Yes, please come.” He speaks, alternating his gaze between Filippo and himself.We follow him to room thirty-two, but before the nurse opens the door, I hear Amanda's voice:“I want to go out!” She speaks demandingly.“Amanda!” I call her, she stops fighting with two other nurses.“What are you do
(Renata Pellegrini)“È così che parli ai tuoi fratelli maggiori, Filippo?” - 'Is that how you talk to your older brothers, Filippo?' one of the men speaks, watching him, I notice his resemblance to Filippo. Although he looks much older, they have the same eye color and looking at this one, it made me remember the first day I saw Filippo in the company, his aura frightening.I turn my eyes to the other man, force my brain to remember where I have seen him before, where I have seen this little guy before? Ah, I remember! He's the guy who was staying with Amanda in the club while Filippo and I were having our first kiss.I don't think I can disguise my face of surprise and embarrassment at remembering him, as he diverts his attention from Filippo to me and smiles mischievously, sir how embarrassing!“Ciao, bella ballerina!” - 'Hello, pretty dancer!" the guy who stayed with Amanda speaks, I feel as if my face is about to melt from so much shame.I look away from my hand as I feel the gri
“No, I don't think you me betray, ragazza, but I don't want to get into a situation where I have to get in a bad way with my brother, so I prefer to avoid situations. I don't want to have to choose between you or him.”It's even acceptable for his explanation, I understand that he doesn't want to be without talking to his brother because he's hitting on me. The discomfort is still in my chest, I feel that he is lying to me, but as he looks me firmly in the eye, the little I know about life, people when they lie tend to act in a strange way, I, for example, can't face people and start blinking excessively.“Right.” I give in.I look around, seeing the beautiful work of the staff with the decorations of the house, the room is perfect, the black and white furniture is amazing.“Come, let's go and see our room.” Filippo holds out his hand to me, and I stare at him for a few seconds. “Ragazza?” He calls for my attention, I take a deep breath and take his hand.Before I can admire the room,
(Filippo Valentini)“I'm coming, ragazza.” I warn as I wipe my hands on the flannel, I have finished washing the dishes for lunch.“Are you going to meet your brothers?” She asks, coming closer.“Yes.” I answer and button up the sleeves of my social shirt.“Hum, about your cousin's wedding, will you be there?” She asks as she fixes my tie.“Yes.” I answer.“I see.” She speaks and walks away. “Will I meet her one day?” She asks, leaning against the table.“Yes.” I lie, if it were up to me, she would have no contact with any of my relatives.“So, hum-hum.” She clears her throat. “Can I come with you to this wedding?”I control myself not to snort with rage, damn Matteo and Vicenzo. The fact that I don't want to take her as my date to this wedding is because I don't know if I will run into Veronica and James, I don't want to put her on enemy ground.I can't understand why I wanted to protect her, I started dating her because I wanted to kill my desire and know what it would be like to ha
(Renata Pellegrini)“I said, I don't want to embarrass you with my presence.” I say it one more time.My heart aches, my eyes burn asking me to release the tears, but I have forbidden myself to cry. I won't cry.Filippo has already made it clear that he doesn't want me to have contact with his family, first it was with his mother: where he said I was just a friend. Now, after my meeting with his brothers, I have the feeling that we moved so that they wouldn't see me, since on the phone he hinted that they didn't accept Filippo's idea to go to a hotel.“I have already embarrassed him too much in front of his brothers.” I speak bitterly, a lump form in my throat.I am so angry with Filippo, I feel so much like screaming, arguing and beating him up, but I won't act like this, I am not a crazy woman, if things continue as they are, I will just gather my things again and get out of his life.“Why do you say that, ragazza?” He asks, but I remain silent. I feel that if I continue to speak, I
(Filippo Valentini)“You look stunning!” I compliment her as I feel my pants tighten."Easy boy, it's not time to rip that dress that's getting in the way of our view yet." - I mentally speak to my member that is tightening inside my pants with just the sight of her.Renata comes parading towards me, a black bonded dress draws all her curves, the neckline is not very revealing, but the little bit of exposed skin is enough to make me salivate and want to stick my face back in between those two rounds, soft pillows. I move my view down to the bottom of the dress and notice the medium slit in the side of the dress that leaves from the knee down exposed, her hair is loose.“Thank you!” Renata speaks, smiling shyly.I extend my arm to her and she accepts, and we leave the house.I'm trying to keep calm, I really don't want to take her, but I can't deal with her coldness, I can already imagine the headache I'll have when I get there: my mother will fill us with questions, she will surely ge
(Filippo Valentini)Before the motherfucker can squeeze the trigger one more time, I squeeze faster, hitting the shot in his hand causing him to drop the gun. He screams at the sight of his own blood and tries to run, but I gladly make him stop hitting him with a shot in each thigh. The bastard falls face down on the ground, his agonizing screams are like a melody to me. I approach him and pull the trigger one more time, I hit him right in the middle of his spine making him scream and squirm even more on the floor, this motherfucker will never be able to move his legs again.“Take him away, later I'll finish the job,” I tell the security guards, who have only just come in here.“Yes sir.” They answer together, I control myself not to shoot each of them in the head.I run to the altar, where Matteo lies unconscious on the floor, feeling my heart stop for a few moments as I see the pool of blood rising beneath him. Our mother holds his head as he screams and cries, begging God not to ta