"That house is really yours?!" Kayla exclaimed as we entered through the gate.
"La tua sorpresa è dolorosa." ("Your surprise is painful.") I mumbled as I parked in the garage. "We're only staying here for the night, and then we're flying to Turin."
She squealed and ran out the car, looking at the other ones in the garage. "That's a- a Ferrari! And a Bugatti! Are these all yours?"
Technically, they're Gio's, but legally they're mine. "Don't act too surprised, love. I'm a very wealthy and famous person, despite my humble demeanor."
"Miss Luciano, you're home!" One of the maids yelled.
I grimaced. Damn, I completely forgot about the maids I hired to keep the place clean and ready. And I hope for the love of god Gio's men aren't armed. Kayla would piss herself at the sight of a gun.
