Salvatore DiMarco / Diego Rossi
After sorting Sienna's foreman and his wife, they left me. They were just concerned because, no matter how many explanations we gave to them, the situation was odd, to say the least.
I made my way upstairs, and Sienna was still resting. I placed my bag inside her en-suite closet and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. I didn't need her to tell me to make myself at home… I was already at home, because she was here. It was her place; she bought it with her own money, because Lucca didn't inform me she had taken a dime out of the accounts I left for her, and even when the property was purchased entirely with her assets, it never crossed my mind. I was not part of the whole thing.
That is the beauty of our love. We adapt, we grow, we stick together
