Celeste lived a hard life.
She lived with an abusive mother who was so bad her father left. After her mom's overdose she was sent away into the foster care system, bouncing from one home to another. Things only got worst when she turned 18 and...
When they arrived back home, the pair exited the car and walked into the house. As soon as they entered through the two panel white doors, standing in the middle of the entrance talking with Irene was non other than Giovanni Russo. The oldest of the Russo brothers. Based on her scowl and the way she occasionally rolled her eyes, it was clear that Giovanni was lecturing her on something she didn't care for. After hearing the sound of the front doors open and close, Irene and Giovanni turned to Lorenzo and Celeste approaching them. Based on knowing the relationship between Lorenzo and his brother, Irene didn't want to be present in case anything happed, so she took her leave and headed upstairs.
"Go upstairs," Lorenzo told Celeste. The tense atmosphere was enough for her to obey his request. She took her bags and ran up the stairs leaving the two brother to converse.
"Il mio fratellino," Giovanni said.
"What are you here for?" Lorenzo asked.
"Let's have a chat, Mio fraterllino," Giovanni suggested. Tight lipped, Lorenzo nodded and lead Giovanni upstairs into his office. Once in his office, Lorenzo shut the door before taking a seat in the leather chair behind his Astoria grand Stovall executive desk.
"So, the girl..." Giovanni began as he stood in front of him.
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"What are you here for, Giovanni?" Lorenzo asked. Giovanni completely understood his brothers animosity towards him, especially when discussing his love life. He didn't push his brother and spoke of the true reason for his visit.
"Father is getting remarried and he wants us all to attend," he said.
"Why not just call me himself?" Lorenzo asked.
"You never answer his calls, Lorenzo."
"You know why?"
"It's been years. She was a traitor, Lorenzo. Padre did what was necessary and you know that."
"I understand why he did it, but he should have warned me. I could have spent more time with her, but he took that away from me."
"He knows you, Lorenzo. You would have done something to stop him.
"That doesn't matter. I would have liked to know beforehand that my father put a hit out on the love of my life," he yelled and stood from the couch. The more his enter build up, the more heavy his breaths became. He was prepared to cuss out his brother when the sound of something fall could be heard. He marched over to the door and swung it open. He looked down and saw Celeste crouching with a vase in her arms. She gave him an awkward smile while he maintained an irritated scowled.
