All Chapters of The Tonali Brothers: Attractive and Dangerous.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ciro was tying his tie with great effort, making mistakes over and over again until he lost his patience. He was not used to tying it himself, usually Bethany helped him, who did it in a flash. But this time he couldn't go to her or he would ruin what he had in mind. Surrendered to frustration, he left the knot badly tied and the tie crooked, thinking that it looked better than he thought, and even if it didn't, he wouldn't waste any more time on it. That ridiculous accessory had taken up a lot of his time, more than he spent on any other piece of his suit.            Suddenly, a ringing sounded that wasn't his cell phone. It took him a while to realize that it was the small android he had confiscated from the detective. He walked over to the nightstand next to his bed and pulled the noisy device out of the top drawer where he had kept it. "Unknown" was written on the identifier, it was a number that wasn't regi

The relationship between Ciro and Brahim was clearly fractured. They rarely spoke to each other and the few moments they shared were filled with tension. There was a thin streak of hostility between them, just waiting to explode.            Brahim tapped his golf club against his SDR sneakers , glancing at his brother, who until now had been acting rationally, if a little distant.-How are things going with Bethany? - She asked, throwing Ciro off balance. He preferred to concentrate on his shot so as to stop himself from giving her a murderous look."You mean how they walk after having rolled around with you?" he said hostilely, lamenting his bad shot that left the victory on a silver platter for Brahim.-No. I mean about the private detective. -Ciro ignored him. He didn't want to tell him anything about his wife. Brahim stood in front of his brother and continued: -I've looked at the inform

answering machine. He had listened to the message three times already, still unable to believe it. He walked over and played the audio for the fourth time:-I'm recording this message for anyone who might be interested: I'm Bethany Carter, or so I think. I'm stuck in Italy and I need help getting back to the United States.He slammed his fist against the small wooden table. He had no doubts, it was Anne's voice. It had been a long time since he last heard it, but he would never forget it. Even in his dreams he could make it out so clearly that it was as if she were right in front of him. That melodic tone that had been the ringing tone of his life for years.A sea of feelings came to him. Anger, emotion and nostalgia surged through his turbulent soul. In the end, he didn't know why he was crying. Maybe it was because of helplessness, since no one believed him even when he was right. His beloved Anne was still alive.She forced herself to compose

Early in the morning, Jonas arrived at the police headquarters after a hard night dealing with vagrants and teenage gang members. In the last few hours, he had not given any other matters to think about, other than the rescue operation to bring Anne back, so he went straight to the second floor, eager to know the details. However, before going up the stairs he found James lying on an uncomfortable wooden chair, he was asleep.-James. -She began to wake him up by giving him gentle pushes. It didn't take long for him to react.-What's wrong? - He woke up startled, the policeman had to restrain him from getting up."How long have you been here?" Jonas asked. The answer was delayed by a yawn and a stretch of arms.-I arrived at four in the morning. Maddox had told me to stay close in case they needed me.-I know, but don't take it literally, it's just an expression. What will happen to your job? And Lauren?-Lauren is fine, she knows how to take care of herself, and she has you. And I don

The drops of water fell, warmer and warmer until they had cooled completely. Anne did not want to feel that icy sensation that was trying to erase from her skin the soft caresses of the hot water that had filled the bathroom with steam until it seemed like a sauna. She opened the sliding door and covered herself with a towel. She went from the bathroom to the bedroom, without noticing anything out of place, she couldn't do that, Brahim had left everything as it was. She passed the towel along her silhouette, drying every last trace of moisture. She approached the closet and took out a velvet tracksuit, comfortable and warm, and a black sweatshirt. As for footwear, she opted for some sneakers for sports. She would go for a run, although she would not go too far and for that she had two bodyguards designated by Ciro, who followed her all the time keeping a comfortable distance. She needed to clear her mind and calm her anxiety. She hadn't yet managed to get back in touch with the feds