"Eddie!" Pia exclaims, crossing her arms and looking at Matteo for a second. It's hard for Matteo to think of her as Vinnie's twin. Even though she's about to turn 21 in April, he thinks of her like he thinks of Aurora: a younger sibling who needs to be protected. The fact that she usually keeps to herself and sometimes acts childish just enhances his image of her.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Vinnie asks.
Pia shakes her head, relaxing, and looks at Matteo again.
"Do you have a crush?" Isabella asks, turning to look at her.
"What? No!" she says, looking down at her phone.
"You do."
Eddie screams at the TV when Matteo scores a goal, which takes the attention away from the conversation.
"What do you want to do for our birthday?" Pia asks Vinnie after they've cleared two bottles of wine and are now watching some random show on Comedy Central.
Vinnie takes a hit from the bong Eddie brought and thinks about it for a second. "Uhh, whatever you want to do I guess."
Matteo smiles. Obviously, Vinnie is too lazy to even think about that because his favorite part is having fun, just like Matteo. Vinnie likes leaving the organizing to his sister, and Matteo to Isabella. It has been working like this since they had their first party without parents present.
"I want to go to Ibiza." Pia says without even thinking about it.
"Oooh yes, I vote yes!" Isabella says and turns to look at the boys with an excited look on her face. "Let's go to Ibiza."
And as usual, the boys agree to everything the girls think of, because they always make it fun. All they have to do is show up.
Isabella and Pia start making the invite list even though it's more than two months away, just because there's nothing to do anyway.
"Do I put Allison and Sophia on here?" Pia asks in an accusing tone and looks between Vinnie and Matteo.
"Why do you always put them together?" Vinnie asks.
"Because they're besties, aren't they?" Pia replies in a sweet voice that's meant to be annoying Vinnie even more.
"Maybe they can call the police this time too." Isabella jokes and Pia laughs.
"I don't care what you do about Allison, it's your party and she's not my girlfriend anymore." Matteo tells her. He'll find someone to go home with anyway, if he wants to.
"If you invite Sophia, I'm sure she won't call the police anymore. She said she's sorry." Vinnie says.
"Are you kidding me?" Isabella exclaims. "If she comes, then Allison comes. And how many more times do they have to fuck you over until you move on?" she asks, looking at Vinnie.
"I agree." Pia says and points at Isabella.
"My birthday is before yours, why are we even discussing it now?" Marco groans, sick of Isabella's high pitched angry voice.
"It's both of our birthdays, not just yours." Vinnie reminds her. "If I want to invite Sophia, I'll invite her."
Isabella gets even angrier now and stands up, grabbing her glass. "I'm going to sleep, goodnight."
"Aw, come on Izzy!" Vinnie yells after her but she flips him off as she stumbles back into the hallway, in search of the room she shares with Pia.
Matteo watches the door closing behind her and thinks it's weird that she'd get so upset over Sophia and Allison attending. Usually, she just makes snarky comments but never actually gets mad.
"We stopped playing or what?" Eddie nudges him and he snaps back to the TV. "You wish."
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He spends Valentine's Day in the club with his friends because they're having a special 'single's only' event suggested by Isabella a few days ago, and since Aurora didn't want to have her birthday there, they hosted "Valentine's Dead". It was a huge success.
Everybody got dressed up and the club was packed, Aleksi was there with his usual deliveries, and everyone was happy. Things were back to normal.
Now that it's way past midnight and Matteo is on the way home in a taxi, he remembers that it's the 15th. Which means Aurora just turned 18 and celebrated somewhere else in New York, since she was going to the school in the city.
"Hello? Happy birthday!" he says, still pumped from the cocaine.
"Thank youuu" Aurora says on the other line, slurring her words.
"Where are you?"
"With a friend."
"Who?"
She sighs into the phone. "You don't know him."
"Is he your boyfriend?"
Raisa looks at him from the other side of the taxi. Matteo watches her for a moment before turning his head back to look out the window. The streets are still covered in snow and it's cold outside. He left the club without a jacket because he couldn't feel vii the cold from the alcohol and drugs.
"Don't start, Matteo. Marco has already asked like ten times and now I think dad suspects something. Let me enjoy becoming an adult."
"As if you're an adult." Matteo snorts. "Anyway, take care of yourself, okay?"
"I always do." She says. "Have a good night." She says in a tone that lets Matteo know she knows he's with a girl headed back from the club.
"I will. You too. But I want you at the club next month."
"Promise."
He hangs up and looks at Raisa. She's on her phone, hands shaking as she texts someone.
"Hey." He says and she looks up at him, smiling as he leans in to kiss her. Raisa kisses too aggressively for Matteo's taste, but she's crazy in bed because there's nothing she wouldn't do. He also knows that she's beginning to fall for the idea of him, and it won't end well for her if she makes it into something more.
Raisa straddles him without any regard for the driver and starts kissing down the left side of his neck. He slips his hand under her black dress to find that she's not even wearing underwear. He knows she's got daddy issues, especially since her father died and is maybe trying to live out her fantasies through him. Matteo just lets her, by fucking her real good until she can't breathe, then actually listening to her problems when she talks.
He never asks her out on purpose, which is one of the things he's started doing so the girls he hooks up won't make it into something more, but somehow it still happens. He could go the continuous one-night-stand mode (which worked for a few months until he realized he wasn't even satisfied), and he could try to get it up for random prostitutes or girls he picked up without even knowing their names.
She moans into his ear in the elevator and he unzips her dress before they even enter his apartment. One minute later she's naked, straddling him on the couch in the living room, looking over his shoulder at the view of the city. He sucks on her pierced nipple, focusing on getting it up with all the cocaine and alcohol in his system. Without him even asking her, she gets on her knees in front of him and smiles.
The reason he prefers having a few "fuck-buddies" as he likes to call them, is because they already know each other's body so it's more pleasurable than having a new person every single time. And if he wakes up next to them, he at least wants to know who they are. Trust is also an important part, ever since one of his one-night stands stole two of his watches and posted about it on Twitter in 2018.
He had to come to terms with the fact that anyone who would g****e his name would see how much money his family has. The statistics on the internet didn't even showcase a quarter of the wealth he knew his father had acquired over the years.
He goes to sleep an hour later, after having had sex for forty minutes and taking a shower afterwards. A part of him wishes she'd be gone by the time he wakes up.
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ValentinaNew York, United States 2020 – springThe club is packed when I get there a little before midnight, because Adrik took too long for once and not me. When I asked him who he was getting ready for, he told me to mind my own business.By now, the two girls at the entrance already know me and don't ask to see my ID. Instead, they place the VIP bracelet on my wrist and fake smile when they tell me to have fun. I find Isabella and Raisa talking next to one of the tables, and Adrik disappears around the time we start talking about boys."Isaac's here." Raisa informs me and points to the table next to us."So?" I drily ask. I've noticed that ever since we had those talks around New Year's, she's been much more open with me about...everything. About what she does with Matteo, how they get along, about what he's doing during the day or who he's with.Isabella steps closer. "You know Isaac?""We went to the same middle school in Moscow. He was a year older than me, and I had a crush on
An hour and a half later, Isaac and I are joined at the hip, chatting about literally anything that comes to our minds. I know my pupils are dilated to the point where my eyes are nearly black and that I'm talking way too much, but I'm having more fun with him than I thought I would. And heisfunny.I see Isabella plopped down on a couch looking lost, so I excuse myself and go over to her to see if she's okay.
"You didn't specify. And yes, we did. Molly."Matteo raises his eyebrows and looks at the boiling coffee. "Hm." He pauses. "I never would've thought he does drugs."I roll my eyes at him. "Everybody does drugs.""In theory, yes, but I think 'drugs are everywhere' would be more accurate. I just thought Isaac was always judgemental about this stuff because he plays football.""Looks like you're the judgemental one, hm?"I turn off the stove and push the pot away from the heated circle."Like you didn't judge him at first for being a football player."I blink at him with an innocent look on my face. "No, I didn't."
MatteoPalermo, Sicily, 2020 – (nearly) summerWhen Matteo decided to call Valentina and ask her to come take the exam together, he realized that begging would be his last option. When they were forced into lockdown in Italy, he didn't think about the fact that he would be spending more time with his father, and he could see first-hand how much work Matteo was putting into his studies.His father kept asking about exam dates and upcoming projects, and it all came down to Business Psychology, which was the only course where he didn't have someone who could help him pass.During the early hours of Thursday, May 28th, a private jet departed from their landing strip outside Palermo and set off towards Moscow, where it would pick up Valentina at 8am. By the time Matteo wakes up at 12:30, Valentina has already texted him that she's landing in 30 minutes.He jumps into the shower, already feeling pressured by tim. His parents have been out since yesterday and Matteo has no idea when t
Valentina opens her mouth to answer but Matteo's phone starts ringing. It's Isabella Facetiming him."Hi.""Are you done with your exam?" she asks in Italian. Matteo turns the camera to show Valentina. She waves. "Valentinaaa!" Isabella excitedly screams. "Are you in Sicily? This is perfect! Let's talk about Vinnie and Pia's birthday because for some reason she thinks I should be helping her with it.""Don't be mean." Matteo tells her in Italian, then switches to English. "Didn't she say she wanted to do something in Ibiza?""Yes, but everything is closed because of Covid. She was crying when she called."Matteo snorts and looks at Valentina, who is too focused on the sea to even listen to their conversation."I think I have an idea." Matteo says after thinking about it for a minute. "I know some guys on the island, I can arrange a yacht.""Yacht party?! She'll love that. I'll tell Vinnie too."At this, Valentina turns her head to look at the phone. "I'll call them now." Matte
They take Matteo's convertible, with Vinnie sitting in the passenger's seat holding a bag of wine bottles. Pia, Aurora, and Valentina are sitting in the back, already sharing the bottle from 2010. Marco and Eddie chose to stay home and play Fifa, and Isabella is waiting for them in front of the restaurant in the city.The drive takes just fifteen minutes because there's not even one car in sight, and the city feels different when it's deserted. The sun is setting behind them and the silence is eerie as Matteo parallel parks in front of their closed restaurant."It's weird, right? The silence." Aurora says in English, hopping out of the car without even opening the door, then grabs a bottle from Vinnie's bag."Shouldn't we at least be wearing masks?" Valentina asks, looking around."Don't be a loser." Pia laughs and shakes her head, taking the bottle from Aurora's hand. "There's no one around. Salute!" She raises the bottle and takes a long sip from it."Yes, that's the spirit!" A
Matteo takes out his driver's license and a 100 Euro bill before handing them over to the guy who spoke to him. Then he motions for Aurora to get out of the fountain."If you think this bribery will work then you're mistaken, Mr..." the officer trails off as he reads his name, voice breaking at the end. "Oh. Mr. Giudice?""Yes, and that 'blonde' is my little sister, Aurora." Matteo adds, pointing to her, before placing both of his hands in his pockets and finally relaxing.The other policeman checks his ID as well, looking at him then at the photo about five times before handing the ID back to him. The 100 Euro bill didn't make it back, of course."Have a good night." The first to talk smiles at him, before bowing his head and going back to the car.
ValentinaPalermo, Sicily 2020 – summer I wake up in an unfamiliar room with a dry mouth, completely disoriented. It takes me a few seconds to realize that the cream-colored ceiling and the matching drapes don't belong to my bedroom in Russia.Fragments of my dream come back to me as soon as I completely wake up. I try to shake them off, bury them somewhere deep in my brain where I'll never find them again. It's a new day, but the view I have of the trees doesn't look like rainy Moscow.Then I remember that I'm in Sicily, sleeping in a guest room in Matteo's house. I sit up and groan, rubbing my eyes and running my hands through my hair. I can still taste the wine from last night.My mom wasn't too happy about me being in Italy during the pandemic, but getting out of the house after two months feels good. My dad hasn't even read the messages I sent in the group yesterday.Raisa: you're in Palermo????"Uuugh." I say under my breath as I read the message she sent last night. While I