BIANCA'S POV

The moment we got to Milan, I instantly missed being at Nonno's mansion in Sicily.

"I miss there too." Manuel muttered beside me, and I released a lazy smile in agreement. It was the way he had the ability to always read my mind, that got to me the most.

"Do you have an idea when Nonno is returning to Milan?"

"You think he would tell me when he didn't let you know?" He chuckled in disbelief. "He said nothing to me."

"Really? That means the gold empire project would be put on a hold until he returns."

"I doubt." He shrugged. "Nonno doesn't neccessary have to be...