(Renata Pellegrini)I turn my face forward again and stare at the tall man, he alternates his gaze between me and the men in black, my heart hammers hard in my chest, I'm too young to die like this, in the middle of a gunfight.I breathe a relieved breath when the guy puts the gun down, stowing it back in his waistband.“Go away, Julio, please.” Amanda requested.“I'm not leaving here without my money you little bitch.” He shouts to Amanda who cringes.“How much is it?” I ask, getting the guy's attention.“You ask me, is Madam going to pay the debt on this one, by any chance?” He asks mockingly, making me angry.“How much?” I insist.“Nine thousand dollars.” He answers seriously.After I became the secretary and personal assistant to the CEO of the company, my salary more than quintupled, I still have three months to go working there, but from my second salary, I didn't have to spend a cent, so I have this amount in my account. How nice it is to receive money in dollars. If I had to

(Renata Pellegrini)“Ann... hmmm.” The nurse huffs, I hug Filippo even tighter, hiding behind him, mercy, we were caught having sex in a parked car in a hospital, what a shame! “Miss Amanda has woken up and is not wanting to cooperate, we need your help.” The nurse warns.I hear the sound of the window being raised, thank goodness the window is tinted, I get off Filippo's lap and adjust my clothes, I look at my boyfriend and he too has adjusted, we open the doors and get out of the car.“Can I see her?” I ask as I approach the nurse, I swallow dryly when I notice that his face is flushed, this guy looks young still, this must be the first time he has seen himself in this kind of situation.“Yes, please come.” He speaks, alternating his gaze between Filippo and himself.We follow him to room thirty-two, but before the nurse opens the door, I hear Amanda's voice:“I want to go out!” She speaks demandingly.“Amanda!” I call her, she stops fighting with two other nurses.“What are you do

“No, I don't think you me betray, ragazza, but I don't want to get into a situation where I have to get in a bad way with my brother, so I prefer to avoid situations. I don't want to have to choose between you or him.”It's even acceptable for his explanation, I understand that he doesn't want to be without talking to his brother because he's hitting on me. The discomfort is still in my chest, I feel that he is lying to me, but as he looks me firmly in the eye, the little I know about life, people when they lie tend to act in a strange way, I, for example, can't face people and start blinking excessively.“Right.” I give in.I look around, seeing the beautiful work of the staff with the decorations of the house, the room is perfect, the black and white furniture is amazing.“Come, let's go and see our room.” Filippo holds out his hand to me, and I stare at him for a few seconds. “Ragazza?” He calls for my attention, I take a deep breath and take his hand.Before I can admire the room,

(Renata Pellegrini)“I said, I don't want to embarrass you with my presence.” I say it one more time.My heart aches, my eyes burn asking me to release the tears, but I have forbidden myself to cry. I won't cry.Filippo has already made it clear that he doesn't want me to have contact with his family, first it was with his mother: where he said I was just a friend. Now, after my meeting with his brothers, I have the feeling that we moved so that they wouldn't see me, since on the phone he hinted that they didn't accept Filippo's idea to go to a hotel.“I have already embarrassed him too much in front of his brothers.” I speak bitterly, a lump form in my throat.I am so angry with Filippo, I feel so much like screaming, arguing and beating him up, but I won't act like this, I am not a crazy woman, if things continue as they are, I will just gather my things again and get out of his life.“Why do you say that, ragazza?” He asks, but I remain silent. I feel that if I continue to speak, I

(Filippo Valentini)Before the motherfucker can squeeze the trigger one more time, I squeeze faster, hitting the shot in his hand causing him to drop the gun. He screams at the sight of his own blood and tries to run, but I gladly make him stop hitting him with a shot in each thigh. The bastard falls face down on the ground, his agonizing screams are like a melody to me. I approach him and pull the trigger one more time, I hit him right in the middle of his spine making him scream and squirm even more on the floor, this motherfucker will never be able to move his legs again.“Take him away, later I'll finish the job,” I tell the security guards, who have only just come in here.“Yes sir.” They answer together, I control myself not to shoot each of them in the head.I run to the altar, where Matteo lies unconscious on the floor, feeling my heart stop for a few moments as I see the pool of blood rising beneath him. Our mother holds his head as he screams and cries, begging God not to ta