•    "Aya! Don't even...  Argh! Cazzo!" "No, Aya!" Veronica could only stand and watch as Raffaele ran after his pregnant girlfriend. He rushed out of the SUV the second Alodia started running for the tall gates.  They were wide open, almost too tempting to ignore, which eventually convinced Alodia to step into the property amid the ongoing standoff. "Please don't shoot! Don't shoot!" Alodia kept screaming as her tears ran down her pale cheeks.  "He's... He's not himself! Please! I'm begging you. Don't shoot him!"  She was all eyes on Leandro while begging for the authorities to spare the guy's life. Before she could even reach the parking lot surrounded by Italian cops and their heavily armed tactical team,  two taller guys clasped her arms, effortlessly holding her back, keeping her stuck and sobbing beside a police car. Raffaele didn't get that far.  Three cops blocked his way before h

•   Disobeying a direct order.  Obstruction of an investigation.  Impeding the course of justice. Whichever was most applicable to his case, he had no choice but to face the music.  His luck just kept running out lately.   Saying he "meant well" wouldn't be enough for any of the big bosses,  but at least his mother had his back this time.  Well, somewhat.  A judge might be more sympathetic, actually. Théo shifted on the hospital bed as he watched his mother wrap up another phone call.  Perhaps her 20th for the day.  Just part of her job.  Like cleaning up after his mess. "Not like it's the first time," she would say. He most probably embarrassed her after what happened, but at least she showed up today.  It must be just another debriefing.  Or she only came over to reprimand him for disobedience and his defiant actions that almost ended in a vendetta.  

•   Despite some misgivings, Veronica didn't push him aside or leave his bedroom.  She didn't want to leave him yet.   She came back here to do radio interviews and promo shoots, but Théo was the main reason she decided to hop on a flight to Paris.  She hadn't seen him in months.  More importantly, they had a lot to hash out:   1)  Anastasia Valtieri 2)  Everything that happened in Rome 3)  The real reasons he went to Tuscany   The list went on and on...  But she didn't plan to stay the night here in the loft.  They didn't have much privacy;  Théo was still living with his best friends.  The rest of the two-storey house seemed quiet, though.   Where did Tomek and the guys go? "Why didn't you tell me you're gonna be here?" Théo leaned against the closed door with his arms crossed, eyeing her with a curious squin

•••••••••Author's Note:Hi, friends and dear readers! ❤️☺️First off, thank you for checking out my books and for supporting the hardworking authors on this platform.  Without you guys, we wouldn't be able to keep doing what we love doing.I hope you enjoyed reading about T and V's complicated lives, their personal struggles, family drama, their growth, and their rocky journey through adulthood together...Hopefully this story (it started out as a little fanfic btw) also made you believe in their undying 😂 love for each other through the years.(Sup, fiction lovers! SAY NO to insta-love! 😆🤭)Anyhoo! Hope you are all well and doing your best to stay healthy, happy, and keep living your best life! 😏👍 Much love,M  °[ Below is a snippet of the sequel I'm planning to write in the near future.  Enjo