𝐧𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞 (𝐧.) that which chases sorrow away.
In their painful past, they were childhood sweethearts that sought comfort with each other.
Years later, the two broken souls are pulled back together by fate in an alliance that will save their...
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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀
It was clear I got better sleep at Leonardo's house than in my own. Maybe the feeling of safety helped me to have such a good rest.
The apartment only had Bear and I which kept the place peaceful. After sorting myself out for the day, I did some usual stretches and yoga and not long after, Leonardo came back from what appeared to be a work out.
He covered his body with clothes, there wasn't a single peek of flesh from him as he wore a long sleeved, baggy white shirt that was drenched with sweat, clear by the circles of wet patches on him with some black trousers. What a man. I shamelessly checked him out and when I was caught, I gave him a wink.
He ignored me as usual and started to climb the stairs. I continued to pet Bear as I asked, "aren't you hot?" He didn't even reply and disappeared upstairs.
Soon after, the doorbell rang, disturbing me from my session. I paused the music and made my way to the door with Bear in tow. As soon as I opened it, a duplicate of Leonardo gaped at me in shock. I squealed in excitement at the sight of another childhood friend.
It took me a moment to guess which brother it was and I was smothered by a big hug, my legs being taken off the ground around someone. That person being Vincenzo, Leonardo's younger brother.
"Ria! I missed you!"
Laughing, I hugged him back. The guy smelt good. I ruffled his hair as he moved us backwards into the house. "Vincenzo," I greeted, welcoming him. He hugged me tight. "I'm so glad you're back." Vincenzo looked at me, beaming with happiness. Leonardo's younger brother was a good friend of mine, as was the rest of his siblings. It wasn't just Leonardo who was my best friend but them too. He had grown much from the young, boisterous boy he once was.
