Bandages and Butterflies
Chiara's POV After an eventful day playing with Valentino, helping Viviana in the garden and cooking my speciality-lasagne, I had settled into a peaceful sleep, although it was disappointing to be sleeping alone. However, before the morning birds have chirped, and the sun has peered over the sheet of night, Vincent is gently waking me. “What time is it?” I ask, groggily. “I’m sorry, it’s one o’clock in the morning, but we need your help. One of my businesses has been targeted by Barone, and a lot of my staff have been hurt. They don’t want to go to the hospital, it’s been a shock for them, and they mainly want to go home to their families. Can you look them over before I let them leave the premises?” He asks so softly, as if he was ashamed to ask for my help, so I smile and kiss his
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