The Tonali Brothers: Attractive and Dangerous.

In the middle of the night, Bethany was tossing and turning in bed, out of respect, Ciro left the master bedroom for her alone, while he moved into a guest room. The woman was attacked by what seemed to be nightmares. A pair of black orbs that looked at her in a solemn darkness and hands that squeezed her thin neck. She struggled to survive, although she was slowly losing consciousness. Finally, she woke up startled when in her nightmares she fell to the floor.She sat up, breathing heavily, looking around. She turned on the lamp on the side table, recognizing the room she was in. Her memory was still ineffective, and it was disturbing. She stepped onto the floor, barefoot, and approached the door, opened it, and poked her head out; everything seemed to be in order: it was quiet and dark, normal considering the late hour of the night. She went back into the room and locked the door, also the one to the balcony. She went back to bed and fell asleep more peacefully.As dawn came, the su

Early in the morning, Ciro accompanied Bethany to her appointment with Dr. Vitto. They sat in his office at the desk while the doctor looked for the results of X-rays and other tests.Bethany had been reluctant to speak to Dr. Vitto about the dreams and visions that had recently plagued her. She was reluctant to do so in front of Ciro, who never left their side.-Is there a problem? -Bethany asked, noticing that Ciro's attention was focused on his cell phone that wouldn't stop ringing.-Nothing about life or death. It's my job. - He barely took his attention off the device.-If you have to go, I would understand.-Not yet. There's something I'd like to show you when we get out of here. - Ciro said.Dr. Vitto entered, looking through the papers in his hands. It was difficult to decipher his austere face.-Everything seems to be in order. - The doctor said, finishing with a smile.-Yes, that's how I felt. - The woman confirmed. C

The flight was leaving shortly before noon, so Ciro took advantage of the morning to run some errands and put his business in order. He did not have much faith in Brahim, who throughout his life had shown him to be an irresponsible and unfulfilling man. There was a good chance that, when he returned from his vacation, the companies would be, if not bankrupt, on the verge of ruin.The machines were working properly. He stopped in front of the conveyor belt and took one of the cans they were making, with a good imitation of the baby formula label he ran his finger over it, making sure of the quality, that the ink wouldn't run. He returned it to the conveyor belt to continue its journey, at the end it would be filled with the white powder. He got on the elevator to reach the last room where the employees finished giving the last details to the cans, subtly identifying which were genuine and which were imitations, then packing them on pallets. The order that was being prepared would be sen

Calmer, he returned to the beach and its unpleasant crowd. He appeared before his fiancée with a smile that would wipe the bitterness from her face.-I'm sorry for the delay, I was... - He tried to think of a pretext, but his mind was ineffective at doing so.-Someone from the hotel informed me that the spa is ready. -Bethany said, not so smiling.-I forgot. -he said, uttering a curse. He planned to surprise her. Once again he allowed his work to distract him from what was important.            They made their way to the hotel where they were led by a couple of masseuses to a private room. They were shown a second room where they could shed their clothes. They were in the mood to become a married couple so they were both led to the same room. Had they consulted, Bethany would have opted for one for herself.-Don't worry, I won't see anything. -Ciro consoled her, knowing her so well. And

She reached out with one of her hands to slide the alarm clock and glance at the time: 1:00 p.m. Bethany had been in bed for a long time without being able to fall asleep.She put on some fuzzy slippers and left the room. She knew what was wrong with her rest. One night sleeping next to Ciro was enough for her body to remember the essence of sleeping next to the warm shelter of another body.He walked through the hallways and came to the room where Ciro slept. The door was ajar so he entered without warning. There was no one there. The bed was unmade and Ciro's already familiar laptop was resting on it. He was seriously a workaholic. He crawled from under the bed to reach the device that was on the pillows. And when his fingers brushed the computer, he felt a second hand take his own. With one pull, Ciro lifted her up and kissed her.-What are you doing up? - the Italian asked against her lips.-I could ask you the same question. -Bethany replied. The second kiss was her initiative. T