It's a warm summer morning, and Violette looks stressed, restless as she watered the flowers in the garden.
She has taken it upon herself to wet the flowers every morning even if the kids don't appreciate it.
So far they like it, it's her duty to protect the flowers and prevent withering.
She's a great lover of flowers too. When she was still at the La Rosa mansion, the madam of the house was obsessed with flowers, and she grew likeness for the plants through that.
A deep sigh left her nostrils as she finished watering, but she kept standing in the middle of the garden.
It's been a week since the 'thing' with Massimo, and she has been trying her best to keep away from him since them.
She knew he had a dark side—it'd be strange for a mafia boss to be plain, but she wasn't expecting hi
