It was just 7am and the sun had risen in Noto. Rays of sunlight had managed to escape into Lorenzo's fully furnished bedroom, softly pressing against the pores of his skin. His eyes flinched immediately. He raised his palm to intercept its light but his attempts proved futile, he was awake already. He stared at his window blinds, he had absolutely forgotten to draw the blinds the previous night- anyways, it was too late to draw them now, he thought.Lorenzo stood up from bed with a stretch. He had no memory whatsoever of what had happened the previous night except that he had drank so much wine. His head still hurt from the hangover, but he was used to it already. He took one more step forward and felt something warm under his feet. looking down, he realized he had trampled upon the shirt he wore the previous day. He racked his brain trying to figure out what it was doing on the floor in the first place. It must have been so hot last night. He thought as he picked it up and hanged it

"It's good to see your face Miss Bria. Good to see you finally decided to honor my invitation after many failed attempts to reach you!" Romeo said with a slightly raised voice. It was quite obvious hat he was agitated but trying to be as calm as possible. If he was failing or succeeding at it, the young woman in her early twenties didn't seem to notice or care. " Are you listening, Miss?" Romeo asked with a forced smile, bowing his head to match that of the slender lady he was talking to - Bria Leone. "My coffee has gone cold" Bria said, with almost no enthusiasm in the tone of her voice. She was still seated confidently, legs crossed and her hair covered with a white hat that matched the long designer suit she wore. "Oh.." Romeo raised his head, trying to hide his disappointment. ".. right.. sorry about that.." he forced a smile again and picked up the land phone on his table. He returned it after muttering a few words and then turned back to Bria Leone who showed no interest in t