**Under Review**
The world revolves around POWER.
Power brings the money.
Power brings the respect.
Power brings the control.
Power owns the people.
Dario Romano may have escaped death yet again but he is far from the clear. A blood war is on the...
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I have been thinking heavily about my discovery since we returned home. I'm trying to make as much sense of it as possible. Do I tell Dario what I've figured out? No, not yet. He will most likely tell me there isn't enough hard evidence no matter how realistic the possibility is. He will definitely downplay it or even focus on how I managed to obtain that information in the first place and I'm not exactly anxious to admit that I tricked Lorenzo into taking me to the club after Dario clearly instructed me to stay home.
Getting out of the bath tub, I wrapped my towel around me then went into the bedroom surprised to see Dario standing in the middle of it. He wasn't supposed to be back for another few days. Lorenzo never mentioned that he was coming back sooner.
"I wasn't aware that you came in earlier."
"Are you disappointed?"
"I'm surprised is all."
"Get dressed. I'm taking you to lunch." What?
"Pardon me?"
"We're going out to eat Kiara." Like a date? No, That's ridiculous but why take me out when there's literally chefs downstairs who can prepare whatever for us.
"And what about Matteo? Will he be joining us?"
"I don't see why not." Strange but I won't question him.
I got dressed in a light pink Christian Dior summer dress which fell just about two inches below my knees accompanied by a white sandal and white Dior sunglasses. Dario went into the shower while I got Matteo ready.
As we were making our way to the garage I noticed Lorenzo and Luca waiting on us. I guess they're tagging along, nothing strange. They rode in the front seats while we sat in the back, another vehicle with men tailing us for security measures.
I was taken aback when we arrived at the docks though. "We're taking a boat?" I questioned but instead of answering me, Dario just got Matteo out and waited for me to follow suit. He spoke to a man before we found ourselves in what looked like a yacht. "This is a bit much, don't you think? We could have simply ate in the city." I said as we boarded the boat.
"I wanted to be away from the city for a while. Are you complaining? I thought you'd leap at the opportunity to get away from the estate." He was right. I am glad to get some well needed fresh air but he seems so calm, carefree and something else I can't put my finger on but it's a bit unnerving. You'd think Dario would be the last person to bring me out especially while his family is literally at war. Not wanting to make mention of that and risk an unnecessary argument, I simply got onto the boat. It didn't take us long to arrive at our destination.
I've got to say the food was delicious. If it were up to me I'd definitely be back here without Dario ofcourse. I'm surprised he allowed Lorenzo and Luca to eat with us. That was awfully generous but at least that eliminated the idea of this being some kind of date.
