I S A B E L L A
The next day came, and Angelo decided the first thing he wanted us to do is look for a place to begin our syndicate. The entire thought of it made me nervous. I was becoming fully independent from my parents, not in the way I had hoped. I always had the freedom to leave, but I hadn't yet wanted to, my mom especially. She always wanted me to get married first, but in this case, she and I got much more than we bargained for.
The first mansion we arrive at is much more than I expected. As we pull up, I can barely take it all in—the sheer size, the stately columns, and the endless stretch of land around it. It’s like stepping into an estate from a film, something so grand and imposing that it feels surreal to think it’ll soon be ours... Angelo's and I's...
Angelo soon parks
