Gabriele's POV

As I stepped into my office, it looked strange. I couldn't put a finger on it but I could feel something wasn't right.

Then my eyes fell on the light bulb and I turned my narrowed eyes to Basilio.

"How many times do I need to tell you to switch off the lights when you come into my office?"

Basilio opened his mouth to speak but then stopped and a frown morphed on his face.

"You switched it off before you left?" He asked me.

I rolled my eyes and walked to my chair. "If I did, would I be asking you about it?" I scoffed.

As I...