It was getting late and I couldn't stop looking around. Everything about this place just seem extremely interessing in some kind of way and I don't know why.

Luciano wasn't home yet and it was getting me worried. I sighed for the seventh time in a row and stretched to pick up my phone.

I dialed his number and quietly waited for the beep tone.

"You've reached me. Leave a text and I'll call you back if it's important." The call diverted to voicemail and beeped in my ear.

"Fucking asshole," I cussed at the voice and dropped the phone gently.

Luciano's voice could be a sweet melody but not...