We decided to go to this cafe not that far away from Russo's Industries. Dmitri asked us to handle everything involving business with Lorenzo. This case has been taking a toll on him and he's been really sick lately.
He doesn't want us to fly out there so he calls everyday to let us know "he's fine". I'm worried about him, we can't lose another parent, we lost three already.
"I feel amazing, the ring is so heavy. I'm happy, I'm finally happy, we have a semi-legal job and now everything is different. I want to start a family with the love of my life and run a business with my twin sister. I believe we're finally doing something to make mama and papa proud."
After Alessia's engagement we decided to retire early from being assassins. We found a legal way to do what we were doing without killing anyone. We're going to open a non profit foundation to help people who were legally charged for things they didn't do and we're going to expose people for doing things they shouldn't be doing.
We're still putting everything together but we're finding an amazing team to help us achieve our goals. It feels good to fund something that we've wanted to do since we were young. We are about to do something to actually help people.
I can't wait for us to finally change some lives, while also building our own.
The waitress brought us our food, we ate, talked, and enjoyed each other's company.
"Lorenzo! I bought you some food home," I yelled, walking into the house.
I took off my shoes, and coat off at the door and placed my keys and purse on the small table by the front closet.
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Why didn't he reply? I know I saw his car outside.
I placed the bag of food on the other table and grabbed my gun from my waistband.
I walked into the kitchen first seeing nothing, and then I walked into the living room to see Lorenzo sitting on the floor drinking.
"Is everything okay? Why didn't you answer me when I replied," I questioned, putting the gun back in its place.
"I'm so tired of being like this. I killed Jacob King and I don't feel anything. Which is normal but then Christian keep filling my brain. Yes, he was a trader but he was my best friend. I took a bullet for him plenty of times and he betrayed me."
He threw the glass and started drinking out of the bottle.
"It's okay to feel that way about your best friend. You don't have to bottle up your feelings, Lorenzo. I'm here for you not just for sex or whatever but I'm here if you need to let those feelings out."
I sat down and held him while he let all of his emotions out.
Who would've thought I'll be this person? Vulnerable, it's a nice change of pace for once.
•••
"Thank you for the food, I really appreciate it, for everything"
We had fallen asleep before we could even finish the bottle, on the floor. Surprisingly, it was really comfortable.
"It's nothing, you would've done the same for me."
We sat on the couch watching some superhero movie on tv. He's eating the food I bought him, while I stuff my face with my favorite snacks.
A normal off day for us.
"Did you find another assistant," I asked, piling my mouth with small candies.
"Yeah, I have one of my workers who used to be an assistant doing it."
I nodded, while watching the t.v.
Why do the superheroes wear such small costumes?
"What are we doing?"
I looked at him and he was staring at me.
"We're watching t.v."
"Inanna non sto scherzando. Cosa stiamo facendo? Qual è questa relazione?" (Inanna I'm not kidding. What are we doing? What is this relationship?)
"This is so random. What's wrong?"
"Non voglio mettere tutto me stesso in qualcosa che non durerà. Non posso farlo di nuovo. Quindi, cosa stiamo facendo?" (I don't want to put my all into something that won't last. I can't do it again. So what are we doing?)
"Cosa vuoi che siamo?" (What do you want us to be?)
"Voglio che tu sia mia, Inanna." (I want you to be mine, Inanna.)
