Rapture of Love

Chapter 11

Gio

It probably wasn’t a good idea I think to myself as I watch her gingerly step down from the bus as we arrive back in Chicago. Shadow, Steel, and Tim all snicker like a group of schoolgirls at her painfully slow steps and she looks up glaring at them effectively shutting them up. Then she turns her scowl on me as I stand outside at the bottom of the steps waiting patiently as she descends them. She steps down and looks up at the twenty-five thousand square foot mansion she stands there taking in the view, and I can see her ruminate with the idea of having to make the trip up the steps into our home sighing in defeat. Then I lean down lifting her into my arms and she wraps her arms around my neck leaning her head on my shoulder appreciatively as I walk the rest of the way into our home placing her down on to her feat as were met in the corridor by my head of staff Charles who seems to be amused at my carrying her into the house.

“Hello Mr. Berlusconi and Ms. Holmes, how w