As the music turned on, Chloe and Nero began to move to the slow music. Slowly people around them dispersed. A few of them began to dance with their partners and a few walked towards the kitchen to pick the drink of their choice. Chloe laid her head on his chest, rearranged the position of her arms, and now she wrapping them around his waist. Nero never liked to dance like this. One can say this is the first. Secretly Mia recorded everything so that she could show it to their mother, who would become happy. Chloe on the other hand began to feel sleepy. "I am sleepy" she mumbled against his chest.  As the music is soft, he heard her over the music. He nodded his head and lead Chloe away from the dance floor. Alesso, Mia, and Matteo followed the couple. "I am taking Chloe home. Mia, shall I drop you near the main house or will you go back with Alesso?" Nero asked. That was how they came here. Nero and

"I am not sorry about last night. I did it intentionally. You need to loosen up a little and live your life. You are still 23 and you live like you are 60. That's why I did that. Moreover my brother was there with us. No one can take advantage of us. So you see, it was safe and it was fun. I had fun and I know you did too, even though I don't know how much you remember" Mia said, not at all feeling bad for making Chloe drunk. Chloe rolled her eyes at Mia's analysis. "You wanted me to have fun and your idea of fun is getting me drunk?" Chloe asked drily. Mia snorted. "It worked didn't it?" She fired back, Making Chloe to shake her head. She made a cup of coffee for herself and another one for Nero. "You should have seen every guy's face who was interested in you. They paled when you hugged my brother" Mia shared, making Chloe's eyes go wide with shock. "What? I hugged Nero? In front of everyone? Oh god, now all of them must be t

Emma, Nero's mother is bouncing on her toes. Luca is amused by her behavior.  "What are you so excited about? Don't tell me because it's our 30th anniversary" he teased her. He knows very well why she is excited. She is happy that her son is finally bringing a girl home. And the fact that she liked even more is that the girl is none other than Mia's best friend Chloe Johnson. Luca never talked to that girl personally. But he heard his wife Emma and Chloe's conversation a couple of times. The way she was talking to Emma was polite and with a genuine smile. As if she is really happy to talk to Emma. Even though he is 60 years old, he still keeps tabs on Mia and her friends. He never found out that Mia spent money on Chloe in all these four years. That showed him that Chloe has self-respect. That girl is working two part-time jobs during her college days to make the ends meet, but she never asked Mia for financial help. Luca

Mia is showing Chloe around the main house. "This is my room" Mia said, opening the door to her room in the main house. "Wow, it's beautiful" Chloe said looking around the room with awe. The decor of the room is classic with pink curtains and pink bedding. Chloe is not a pink girl, but Mia's room is really beautiful. "Come, I will show you my brother's room" Mia said leading Chloe out of her room and towards Nero's room. But he never stayed in that room since it was constructed. When they were walking through the corridors towards Nero's room, Suddenly Mia's phone rang, indicating an incoming call. Mia looked at the caller id and answered the call. "What is it now mom?" Mia asked with exaggerated. After listening for a bit, Mia sighed. "Fine, I am coming" she said before disconnecting the call. Mia turned towards Chloe with an appologitic look. "Hey, my mom needs something. I will go and

'She wanted to go back home' Nero read the message sent to him by Mia. He knows who 'she' is. He felt a pang in his heart. This is a foreign feeling to him. But he knows what it is called as. 'Hurt' it is what he is feeling in his heart. He is hurt that she decided to run away instead of facing her fears. He can understand where her fears are coming from. He was there when Daniel was scaring her by killing people right in front of her. His gun pointed on the forehead of the victim, and boom. The head of the victim exploded into pieces and a few of the flesh pieces fell on her face and body. When it happened the first time, she froze with fear. He could hear the sounds of her sobs from her room after that.  After a couple of hours, her skin used to be red from scrubbing too much to get rid of the stench and the flesh of the dead man. Her fear is associated with the guns. The fear from her past must h