Amoré- Book 1 {Amoré Series}

Tre- Fabioloso

"L'amore è cieco"

"Love is blind"

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Aubrey

The next few days pass by quickly. I've done nothing but go to work. On my free time I stayed home. You can say I'm paranoid as hell. Tanner hasn't called to let me know how things are. Or how he's been doing. He hasn't contacted me. Period. That's a good thing and a bad thing.

Good, because it keeps Adriano Russo's attention away from me.

Bad, because I don't know what the fuck he's up too. He can be dead for all I know. I shudder. I don't want to think about that right now.

Today's my day off and It's a Friday and I have nothing to do.

Since there is nothing to do, I decide to clean my apartment. It's not big. But it's not small either. It has two bedrooms and one bath. The living room and the kitchen are the smallest. Everything can be spotless and I'll still clean.

I put on some khaki shorts and a black spaghetti strap with my black slippers.

Getting my iPod touch out of my pink Victoria secret bag, I scroll through my list's of songs. I find the Beatles. My all time favorite song is twist and shout, I press play and put my phone on the counter. There is always something better with oldies music that just calms me.

Once I'm done with that I get my cleaning supplies from the restrooms bottom sink and get to work.

I used to love living away from home. It's like, when a kid can't wait to be older because they want to do what adults do. Drink, smoke, go out, have fun, not getting told what to do. But When the storm takes a shit. We want to be back with our parents. To protect is, to just...hold us. To let us know everything was just a big bad dream.

Unfortunately, that's not the case. We grow. We become adults and it's our job to be responsible. Us, as humans, make mistakes. That's fine. To a certain extent.

I hadn't noticed that I drifted off into lala land, until I hear my phone ringing. Sighing, I lean the mop on the counter and retrieve my phone.

Reese

I click the answer button.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Hey, Bree. What'cha up to?" She asked. There's background noise. People talking and of course; moaning. Mafia men have no shame in fucking someone in public. I move the phone away from my ear for a second. Too many noises in the background.

"I'm cleaning up the apartment. Did someone really just say 'fuck me in the ass'?" I asked, with disgust in my voice. I shake my head. Girls need to learn that it's not attractive when they scream stupid shit like that during sex. Switching the phone to my left ear, I go sit down on the sofa and put my feet on the coffee table.

"Oh, yea. sorry." She Clears her throat. "that's one of the new girls. Her names, Leah. Can you believe she's been here a week and already, pretty much, fucked all of las Vegas?" She makes a gagging sound. "anyways, Listen. I just received news about Tanner.... It's not good. Like, at all hon."

I lift my eyebrows. "What did you hear?" I ask her slowly. Oh, god. My heart beat starts to pick up.

Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead.

"Um, well..."

Knock knock knock

My head snaps up to the door.