Inside the spacious room, Vincenzo sat, shrouded with smoke from the cigarette hanging on his luscious lips.

An angry sigh escaped his mouth yet his eyes were fixed on the door. It was more than two hours yet there was no sign of her.

“Why is she not here yet?” he muttered to himself and checked the time through his wristwatch.

He noticed the cigarette was already spent so he lit another one. He took three puffs before throwing it away in anger.

His eyes were as red as ever.

“Did she forget it's today?” he asked no one in particular again.

He suppressed the urge to flare up in...