Grey returned inside the office after Alfred and Gregory had left. Though, they didn't leave until they had asked him how he did it. And he took his time to explain everything.They were so happy that he didn't encounter much trouble. Who actually knew that Grey getting lost was going to be a blessing? At least it was because of that he was able to help Maximo.But if he hasn't helped him, Maximo might have died and he wouldn't be revenging at that moment. It just wasn't fair enough. Maximo had lived his life as Grey did. He deserves to enjoy, like Grey.When Grey walked inside the office again, Grey was surprised to see several other mafia lords gathered there.They all turned to look at Grey as he entered the room, and there was a moment of silence as they evaluated him.He raised skeptical brows at Maximo. "What's happening here?"Maximo smiled. "It's normal for other mafia lords to greet a fellow one. We should all get to know each other, isn't that right?""As I said earlier, I
"I'm not leaving. Call the manager. If he wants me to leave,then I will," Grey said stubbornly"You don't want to leave? Then, face the security."The salesperson with Grey saw that everything was going bad. So, she rushed to the telephone and placed a call to the manager. He picked it up immediately."Yes, hello Manager. There's an issue here and I will like you to intervene. Thank you so much," she finished and hung up. What she didn't know was that the Manager had already seen Grey and planned to come downstairs already.Two security stepped forward, "What's happening here?""Make him leave!" The older salesperson ordered."Step aside!" A deep voice muttered suddenly stopping the security guards on their way to Grey. The manager stepped forward. He hesitated to look at Grey. Actually, the manager was part of the mafia lord in Italy. He had a very important appointment was why he wasn't at Maximo's company. But he promised to show up at the get-together. But Enzo did him the favor
Grey sat nervously at the dinner table, trying his best to maintain a sense of composure despite the fact that he was sharing a meal with the goddess of love herself. Aphrodite sat across from him, her radiant beauty and overwhelming presence filling the room. Grey had always known that she had a fondness for him, but he wasn't quite sure how to handle her affections. In fact, he had always feared Aphrodite talking about it and when she did, he didn't quite know where to turn to."Hello, here's the menu," the waiter extended one menu each to them.Aphrodite perused the menu quickly but she knew what she wanted already. She has always frequented the La Porchetta and there was a particular meal that she had always enjoyed.The waiter soon walked back to them. "Sir, ma'am, are you ready to make your order?"They nodded at the same time."I want pasta," Aphrodite started. "And Aperitivo. And the desert should be_," she thought about it for a moment. "Chocolate and pistachio Biscotti.""A
Wasn't Aurora the woman you were with last night?"Charles let out a sigh. "She was. It looks like you do know a lot. Was that why you asked Maximo for her freedom?"Grey didn't answer immediately. Instead, he took the wine from Charles. "You are going to get drunk at this rate," he cautioned.Charles sighed. "But I'm not yet drunk. Besides, I know how to keep myself from getting drunk."Grey grinned widely like a sly cat. "Are you kidding me? Seriously? With the rate at which you are going? I doubt that."Charles let out an exasperated sigh. "No problem then. I'm not offended."Grey smiled. "So, what's this all about? We came here to have fun and not to get drunk. Why are you drinking?"Charles went still for a moment as if thinking about the reply to give Grey. "I can't stop thinking about her," he said suddenly. "No matter how much I tried, I couldn't stop. I might have been drinking but it doesn't even look like that to me."Grey watched him. "And you don't want to think about her
Giovanni laughed out so loud. "Drink on!" He muttered.He was having a feast at his house after the coronation day have been fixed. He invited interested members and everyone have been enjoying themselves."Congratulations on becoming the billionaire boss once again!" Martin congratulated openly while laughing.One of Giovanni's men walked inside, bowed, and moved closer to him."Alfred and Gregory are back in Jacksonville," he whispered.The smile on his face disappeared and got replaced with a blank expression. He stood up suddenly. "You all should continue enjoying yourself. I will be back very soon," he promised and walked out. The man followed him.He stopped in the hallway. " Did they come with anyone?""They came with no one."Giovanni thought for a moment. "That can't happen actually. Alfred is brilliant. He must know that I'm watching him. He wouldn't make things so clear but I'm sure he's planning something. What else have you found out?"The man shook his head briefly. "Not
Grey yawned lazily. It was morning again. His hand searched the lampstand for his phone. He had no missed calls and it was almost eight in the morning.He went for his bath and remembered that he left Charles drinking in his room before he went to his.Perhaps, he would still be sleeping. Though, what he told Charles seemed to be applying to him. In some sense, it wanted to look like his story was the same as Charles'.Charles has always loved Aphrodite and now when he met someone else, he's not really interested in moving close to her. He thinks it could be lust. No, he was just being doubtful.And him? He had always loved Caramel but he had been rejected. Was he really supposed to deny himself the chance to be loved because his relationship failed twice?Maybe or maybe not. Grey couldn't really make the decision. He couldn't really even think it deeply.He walked out of the room and as usual, Aphrodite was in the kitchen. He hesitated behind her and continued to watch her for what l
"What do you think could have happened to Charles? Why did he run out like that?" Aphrodite asked from behind, with concern in her voice.Grey shook his head briefly. "I have no idea. I hope nothing has happened to Aurora because he was asking when the letter came in."Aphrodite nodded briefly. "You are right."When Grey turned around, he was shocked for a moment, Thomas had his arm around Aphrodite's waist, as if he was trying to console her. Console her for what? It wasn't as if something bad had happened to Charles.Grey cleared his throat meaningfully and walked back to the dining room. It took a while before Thomas and Aphrodite would join him."Can we just eat? I'm tired!" Grey groaned.Aphrodite and Thomas eventually sat, not after Thomas had pulled out the chair for her.Grey groaned inwardly, anger building up in him. "Can we please just eat? Because I have a place to go."Aphrodite sighed. "The last time I checked, you are supposed to be home. It's Saturday after all."Grey
It was late in the night and time does the get-together that he had promised Maximo and the other mafia lords.As Grey had his bath, he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened that morning and the fact that Charles hadn't returned home. He had called him several times but he wouldn't pick up.And he was still grieving the fact that Aphrodite was no longer his. Well, that was what he wanted, wasn't it?The main reason why he had started to think of giving her a chance was that he didn't want to hurt her forever but now that it looked like she had found another guy, it was best for him to stop thinking.Yet, Grey couldn't stop thinking about it throughout the day.A soft knock sounded on the door, just a Grey was wearing his trouser. Before he could talk, the door opened and Charles walked inside. He was clad in Louis Vuitton wear, different from the clothes he was putting on that morning when he ran out of the house."You look ready," Grey muttered.Charles nodded once. "Yes, I