❝𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒.❞
˜*°• 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
Victoria Russo grew up in a world full of money, crimes and powerful families. Being a part of the Sacred Eight families she knew what it mean...
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SILENT REFLECTIONS
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HAVING LORENZO HOME FOR TWENTY-FOUR HOURS, SEVEN DAYS A WEEK WAS weird and irritating, because Victoria was used to being here alone with a few employees around. Neither Victoria nor Lorenzo spoke of the moment they shared on the day he was shot, yet there was an undeniable shift in their dynamic. They continued to bicker and annoy each other to the point of leaving the room or shouting, but there was a new element at play. There were more accidental touches or brushes against each other as if their bodies had the mind of their own. Those have been happening since they started to live together but rarely or only in front of staff eyes and now... Now they happened more often and it annoyed and confused them at the same time.
Their friends and siblings could not come to visit them and disperse the growing tension between them as if they were deliberately busy every time Victoria and Lorenzo tried to invite them for dinner. On top of that, both of them needed to act as a happy couple more than before because Lorenzo was home and the staff was around them, meaning they could not do anything about it while the maids and others were working. Plus, Lorenzo strengthened the security. She could not leave the house without the big group of bodyguards. Everything was building up inside Victoria. The stress, annoyance and other things. She could swear that she was going crazy.
Today was Saturday, meaning they were alone in the house, except for the security men outside. Lorenzo was upstairs, resting in bed and working, so Victoria decided to use this opportunity and stay away from him as much as she could today. She raided the cupboards for snacks, fetched several cans of Coke, and settled on the couch, flicking on the TV. Browsing her favourite movie genre, she found a film to watch and smiled. She was ten minutes into the movie when Lorenzo decided to disturb her peaceful alone time on the couch and come downstairs.
" Are you watching sci-fi? " he asked, pausing at the living room's doorframe. His eyes travelled to the TV and then to her. Victoria turned to him and gave a slow nod in response while the people on the TV screen were starting to panic. " I love sci-fi! " Lorenzo exclaimed, his face breaking into a wide smile. She arched an eyebrow as he approached the couch and collapsed onto it beside her, snatching a handful of popcorn.
