“So, he's in LA?”. I asked from my vanity, as he was in his bathroom. The shower turned off and I heard him in his closet.
Someone willing to invest six hundred million dollars, wasn't just a regular Italian guy. And I haven't heard anything about this Angelo Romano.
“Yes”. Judias, answered from inside his walk in closet. “He's a self made and really on the low about everything”
“How did you two meet?”. I found myself asking.
“College”. Came his simple answer.
“OK. I thought you took online classes from Harvard business school while in Italy”. The shuffling from the closet stopped.
“You want to know his life story or want his help?”. He snapped at me.
I shut my mouth fixing my heel, before picking my purse.
“F$ck! I didn't mean to snap like that. I'm sorry”. He said comi
