*Alessandro*
Packing up the boxes in my office, I wondered how Rebecca managed to pack an entire apartment this way. She only allowed my men to help her move at the very tail end of the process. I was falling apart after only a couple of hours of putting paperwork into boxes. I didn't need much out of this office, most of this stuff was specific to Russo Ltd., and I'd have no use for it when I left.
A knock at the door drew my attention away from the box of pens I was debating over.
"Come in," I called, shoving it back into the drawer.
"I heard you might want to talk with me," Nico answered as he came in.
"Actually, yeah. I do." I sat back in my chair, thankful for a reprieve from packing.
"Were you going to tell me what this is about, or did you just get lonely?" Nico chuckled.
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