Carlo

I’d been texting Bianca, but I hadn’t heard back from her.

Alessandro was out for blood. He’d been on the phone with Rik and had managed to track down Paul. He was going to get every penny from him.

I couldn’t believe he’d gone to Two Sheets to accuse Bianca of taking Dad’s money. I tried telling him Dad was a grown man. He knew what he was doing the moment he gave Paul the money, and frankly, it was none of Alessandro’s business. Yet he didn’t fucking listen. Neither Adolfo nor I could understand the madness. 

I knocked on Bianca’s door and waited patiently, croissants and coffee from...