What would Cielo be doing with an unregistered car? The question rang in his mind. There was more to her than he knew, and he was going to find out who she truly was.**The next morning, Giovanni trashed the bed sheets before changing into comfortable shorts with no shirts on before going downstairs. He walked to the dining room and poured himself a glass of Scotch. He took a sip from the glass before dropping it back on the table. He picked up his phone and put a call across.“Hello. I need you at the mansion in thirty minutes,” he said into the call before dropping it. He picked up his glass of Scotch and walked into his study. He shut the door before walking over to the table and dropping the glass. There was no one else in the house, but he had gotten used to shutting the door every time he was here.He walked over to the shelf and scanned through the books before pulling two out from their position. He dropped them both on the table before opening the first one. It was an old bo

“Thank you for agreeing to go on this date with me.” Doctor Dushan said to Joan as they took their seats in one of the classiest restaurants in the city. It's been three weeks since they crossed paths at the coffee shop, and it's been three weeks of communication between them.“No need to thank me, Dushane,” Joan replied after Dushan had pulled a chair out for her. She sat down with a fat smile on her face and he took the seat in front of her, returning the smile, showing off his perfect dentition in the process. They picked up the menu on the table and scaled through it. Dushan closed his menu and signaled the waiter over.He arrived at their table with a smile and Dushan placed their orders. The same meal for Joan and himself, a bottle of wine and some pastries. Their meal arrived minutes later and they dug in silently.“The meal is great.” Cielo applauded after eating almost half of her meal.“Ya. I told you it would be.” Dushan replied. He opened the wine and turned it into two gl

It's been a week since Giovanni attacked Romano at his second home. Romano had escaped and been on the low since then. Giovanni had eyes every, looking for Romano but it seems he had suddenly disappeared into the air.The burning house incident had gotten into the news and had spread quickly on the day about the incident, but after then, the media suddenly stopped talking about it, like someone had paid them to keep quiet.“Why did you attack Romano Rossi?” the Italian Mafia godfather asked Giovanni. They were both in his study, turned office at his home. He sat comfortably and crossed his legs while Giovanni stood in front of him, his hands folded behind him. “Romano crossed the line. He killed my family, and I cannot forgive him for that.” Giovanni replied, his voice strained with hate.“Why didn't you report it to me or the council?” the godfather asked. He puffed smoke out from his far stick of tobacco before turning to face Giovanni again.“I could take care of it, so there was

Giovanni pulled up at Cielo's driveway and killed the engine of the car before stepping out. He was actually very surprised she had invited him over to her house. All the times they had met, it's been her coming around, but now, she invited him to hers. He stepped out of the car and looked around the neighborhood. The neighborhood looked to be quite an expensive one. She had sent him the address with the house description some hours ago so locating the exact house wasn't much of an issue. He barely knew anything about her so he couldn't know if she was rich enough to own a house in the neighbourhood. He walked towards the door and spotted Cielo standing by it with a smile on her face.“Hello, Mr. Cherisi, welcome.” she welcomed him with a smile once he was a few feet away. He scoffed within himself. He thought they had moved past all those formalities. After having sex a couple of times and getting involved in hot make out sessions, he thought he would be something away from “Mr. Che

Cielo arrived at her house, parked her car in the garage, and walked in. She sighed as she sat on her favorite couch. She dropped the files she got from the office on the table before dropping her legs on the table too. She closed her eyes for some seconds in a bid to relax. Work and everything was starting to take a toll on her and the fact that she was going nowhere on her parent's murder case was very disturbing.She hissed as she picked up her laptop and turned it on. She stared at the blank screen as the booting process went on. The laptop finally came up and she inputted the password. She dropped the laptop on the table and walked to the little drawer on the other side of the room. There were three drawers, all of the same type. She bent to the last one and inputted its lock code before turning it open. The drawer was empty except for the object she was looking for. A flash drive. She picked it up and returned to the laptop. She sighed before inserting it into the laptop. It co