MasukFor the next five minutes, the only sound was that of Luca vigorously striking keys. Then he muttered a quick, "Yes!" and smiled. He turned the screen so that Massimo could better see it."We're in," Luca reported. "Only temporarily, of course—we've got fifteen minutes maximum."Massimo scanned the
"You know what," Massimo said into his cell phone, forcing his tone to stay casual. "You should clean up your place before you go anywhere.""I suppose I could be more thorough," Luca replied. "I don't like how much dust gets caught on the window's curtains.""Better to take care of that before alle
Massimo heard a car approach. He rushed to the windows, hoping that Elena had called a cab.But he didn't see a cab. Instead, he saw a nondescript black van pull up next to a nearby telephone pole. Massimo frowned.It didn't have any of the usual signage, but Massimo could recognize a repurposed FBI
Elena was so frustrated. Because this was the problem, wasn't it? How was she supposed to trust Massimo when he had been lying and sneaking around behind her back?Wasn't that just what her parents used to do? Wasn't Tyler using similarly ridiculous schemes—albeit with more force—to get her at his s
Elena tried to change directions but found herself at a dead end. Worst of all, the aisles were too cramped for her to slip by her step-mother. There was no way to avoid the woman."Are you ready to leave?"Elena hadn't been ready to hear that deep, steady voice again, but between Massimo and her st
Massimo stared at the fuel gauge, as if that would change the fact that the motorcycle didn't have much gas left. At least the damn thing beeped before it was completely empty—getting stranded on a deserted street with no easy way home truly would be the worst way to end this evening-into-morning ad
Elena quickly left Massimo's office without another word. She didn't have any time to waste—she had an appointment to tour a few apartments!When Elena had first started apartment hunting with Aria, she was concerned. Everything seemed so out of budget or on the wrong side of town. But after spendin
Elena opened the door. She saw Mr. Fabio standing there. His smile was sad and he held a large pile of papers."Mr. Fabio, hello," Elena said. "Why don't you come in for some tea?"She ushered the old man into her home. She slowly readied two cups of tea. After all, Elena knew why Mr. Fabio was here
The car ride to Massimo's estate passed in total silence. Elena was doing her best not to freak out.Massimo left his car keys with a servant. "They'll bring your things to your room in a minute. Shall I show you the way to where you'll be staying?"Elena smiled, not quite laughing at his joke. "I r
Fabio arrived at the Ferraro estate with his grandson's divorce papers in hand. His expression was frazzled and tired as he entered the don's office.Massimo only felt a little bad for being the cause of his grandfather's frustrations. He was, after all, dealing with a complicated revelation.Massim







