ARIA'S POV
From the window of Vincenzo's jet, I quietly watched as it comes in low, rushing towards the runway, everything outside seemed to zoom pass while erupting in a Low rumble. "Vincenzo" I nudged his shoulder and looked as he stirred from his sleep, "We're back at home"
I reflected the time we had spent together in the last two and a half months, which honestly went by in a flash. He had successfully accomplish the job and from what I heard, had earned millions. It took a little longer than any of us expected, because of some difficulties they faced along the way.
I had to hold back the urge to tell him off when he complained about that being a small amount, "I thought I would earn a billion from that' Were his precise words, but that did not stop him from spending it mindlessly,
