Aubrey
Lorenzo had a wife? I wonder what happened to her, but I don’t think right now would be the time to pry. If he wants to tell me, I will gladly listen to him.
I just hope he will soon trust me to do that.
“Well, son. I will leave now. Take care of this beauty,” Diego said, kissing my hand again before he walked out. I stood there waiting for some type of reaction from Lorenzo, but nothing.
He just had a cold expression and he didn’t even dare look at me. Looking around the studio, I noticed the manly decoration. It was very nice and it screamed power. Something he clearly had, just by looking at him.
There were pictures of men who I assume were from the mafia world, and there were loads of glass frames all over the walls with different weapons and cigars. I have
