Mr. Moretti

The landing

Saturday morning, NYC is in a rush hour, the streets are crowded with people, cars, everybody is on a run. Inga on the other hand, still asleep
Her bestfriend since middle school, Michelle is trying to wake her up from the kitchen, but it's not working.

She walks in to her bedroom and wakes  her up. As soon as Inga opened her eyes she mumbled " Can't I get some sleep peacefully without you interrupting ? "
" Get up you lazy ass, it's like 11 AM " Michelle said as she walked outside

10 minutes later, Inga was up, and  she took a shower. She walked into the kitchen of her and Michelle's little apartment that they rented in Brooklyn. Inga's parents live in Boston, as well as Michelle's.

They grew up in the same neighborhood in Boston, and went to the same school. Inga works in a flower shop in lower Manhattan, besides trying to get through the finals at college. Michelle is working at a restaurant in Brooklyn, so they both spend a lot of time away from each other besides days off like this, they dont get a lot of time to spend together.

Giovanni's POV
" Sir, would you like a glass of champagne? "  Woke me up from a day dream. I looked at the stewardess, and then at my team who are all tired of work and the trip from Italy to NYC.       " No thank you, I'll have one later "  I answered and turn back to the window
About an hour later, we were landing to NYC's airport.

My brother, Lucio who also works within my company, made sure that him and I moving to New York City was secure and with all the thing that he likes to include, like security, drivers and house keeping. He is going to be living by himself and I by myself, apart from each others, and I like it. I like my privacy and my space to stay only mine.

Lucio on the other side is always around someone, or someone is always around him I should say. He likes to use his position to charm girls, and have them by his place, just like he did in Italy.

Moving to USA and moving my business to another country is hard, but with all my people and my team should be a bit easier. The company will be situated in Manhattan, a whole building that my father built back in 2007 and since then has been in our family possession.

" Were ready, let's go " Lucio said while tapping my shoulder. We took a long drive to my place. My driver, Samuel dropped me of at the place where I'm staying, for God know how long
It didn't take me long to start thinking about work.

For me, work has been the most important, and staying focused on my business is always the most important thing. Tomorrow I'll already be in office, having meetings and interviews at a college, doing the things that I do on daily basis as a CEO of my company.

The next day
Giovanni's POV
I woke up early in the morning as usual. Every morning I go on a run, and then to the gym. It's something I did in Italy since I was 18 years old and still do it

After finishing my workout and showering, Samuel and I will go around the town to explore the city since its Sunday and I won't be working today in the office but from home. Tomorrow I'll have two meetings, and an interview at the Columbia University. I'll be giving a speech to the students at the college, motivating them and offering them jobs after they finish their semester's.

Inga's POV
Really ? Working on Sunday? Who even does that ? Exactly, nobody, but me. It's going to be a long day, but at least I have a good friend of mine who works with me, Joaquin. He is the reason I work here and I'm really thankful to him for helping me find a job, but seems like he is looking for something more then just a friendship with me. I mean, he didn't confirm anything, but I feel like he does like me.

Even when he tells me i dont know how I'm going to react since I'm not the type for relationships, im focused more on the finals and my future.
" Hey, there's someone who needs you're help " Joaquin said while I was on the other side of the shop
" I'm coming " I said rushing to him and saying " Where ? "
Joaquin " to you're left " he said
As I turned around I saw this tall man in a black suit with black glasses on. I asked " do you need some help sir ? "
He answered " yes please, I'm looking for a nice rose box "
" A rose box ? " I asked, and he quickly replied saying " yes "

About 15 minutes later the box was ready, and as I walked to give the guy the box, it was now two of them. As I was  about to pay the other guy, the incredibly hot, tall, handsome young man approached me saying " I'll take that " " She is a lucky lady " I said while giving him the roses.  " She is " he replied.

As he was talking I realised that he has a little bit of accent and that he's probably not from the US.
He payed and left. The guy with the glasses seemed like his driver. He opened the door door him, and took the flowers and put them in the front seat and they drove off.

The rest of that lazy sunday I couldn't stop thinking of that guy. Of the look he gave me, of his beautiful face and.. I should probably stop thinking about him because I'm probably never going to see him again.  I just couldn't wait to get home and rest after a day like this. I thought to myself