"It was you
It is you
It will always be you."
-sanket

Opening up my eyes I looked around the room, kind of confused with the new surroundings. I looked around the huge room and remembered that I was at Bergamaschi's house.

Reaching out to grab my phone I looked at the time that read 9:27 am

Ugh

The bed was so comfortable it was excruciatingly hard to get out of it. The pillow was so perfectly soft and the comforters were so warm I was debating on going back to sleep.

I had to be ready at 11:30 so maybe going back to sleep was not the best idea.

Finally giving up I sat up on the bed. I looked around the room and started analyzing. Next to the bed was a night table with a lamp and not too far from the bed were two chairs and a table. The room was so big and it looked extremely empty but somehow it looked cozy enough.

To my left, there were two sliding doors that revealed a balcony.

Everything is sooo nice.

Ultimately deciding to get out of bed, I walked to the first door I saw and opened it, revealing a massive walk-in closet.

I love my life right now.

I checked out the door next to it, which was a bathroom that had a shower, a jacuzzi, double sinks, and another smaller walk-in closet.

I turned on the shower waiting for the water to get inhumanly hot so I could get in and once inside the shower, I sighed in relief.

The room was so cold that it was going to be hard to get out of this shower and the warm water.

Once done with my shower I decided to hurry so I would have enough time to make breakfast and eat before having to leave.

Getting dressed I decided to wear something casual since I was not sure of today's plans. I put on some low-rise blue jeans with a gray crop top and white sneakers.

Cropped tops were my favorite for so many reasons. First, I love wearing short tops. Second, in my mind, wearing crop tops meant having to wear no bra and bras are my biggest enemy. Third, ever since I got my nipples pierced it gave me a confidence boost because they just look so good.

After fixing my hair and spraying perfume all over my body I went downstairs thinking about what could I make for breakfast.

Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day so I was pretty excited to make something.

However, I was not ready to see Bergamaschi in the kitchen with food in front of him.

He seemed to tense at my presence saying a neutral "good morning" without looking up from his phone.

I said good morning back, still extremely shocked to see him here. I know it's his house but I was not expecting to see him here, especially not making breakfast.

Was he doing this because he felt he owed me something?

"You can go ahead and help yourself." He said handing me a white plate and that is when he finally looked at me.

He looked at me up and down lingering his gaze in some areas. He clenched his jaw, took a deep breath, and just looked away.

I feel so judged right now.

Does he think I look bad? I thought I looked pretty decent.

Ignoring my overthinking I decided to just go ahead and grab my food. I looked at the counter where the food was and there was so much food. It looked like it could easily feed a family of five and still have enough for later.

There were eggs, different types of slices of bread, fruit, bacon, turkey ham, waffles, and butter. This had to be heaven.

I grabbed a little bit of everything and sat down waiting for him to sit down as well. I felt bad eating without waiting for him since he made all of this.

He looked at me and he seemed to understand that I was waiting for him because he went to grab some food and he sat at the table not too far from me.

If I thought I grabbed a lot of food, his plate put mine to shame. It looks like being a big guy came with an insatiable appetite.

He looked at me as an indication to start eating so I did.

The food was so good and it tasted so fresh. To say I was surprised a man like Bergamaschi could cook like this was an understatement because he looked cold and distant yet, he had the culinary skills of a five-star restaurant.

Once he saw I started eating he started eating as well.

After some time of us eating Bergamaschi broke the silence.

"Kano is going to be in charge of your security when I'm not around. He is also the head of security."

"That's the man I met yesterday, right?" I asked looking up from my food to see him raising an eyebrow at my question.

"Yes." He answered shortly and I just nodded.

"Nobody is allowed inside the house." And I just nodded again. I was kind of sad knowing that I was just going to be alone in the house, but it was his rules and I was not trying to disobey them. "There's cameras all around the house except the bedrooms and bathrooms. You can use everything in this house and if you wish to leave I expect you to inform me and Kano is always going to be with you."

"Okay," I replied, not knowing what to say.

"I'm sure you already met Onyx?" He asked, sitting back in his chair once he finished his plate.

Who? I have no idea who Onyx was. I looked at him with a confused face waiting for him to elaborate.

"The Doberman"

"Oh, yeah... he followed me around yesterday." I trailed off remembering the odd dog that did not leave my side.

"He is one of the few guard dogs I have. He is always going to be with you in the house." He informed me and I just looked back at him. He was always so serious, I felt like he was treating our conversation like another meeting.

"Where is he?" I asked, realizing I hadn't seen him today.

"He's outside with the guards," Bergamaschi replied getting up from his chair and grabbing both of our plates.

He started cleaning up the kitchen and I wanted to help out because I felt useless just standing there and watching him but he was so intimidating that I felt nervous about getting too close.

"Today we are meeting with some of my men to discuss our next move." He informed me while finishing up in the kitchen.

Once he said that I got so excited and so anxious just feeling the anticipation of my task.

Knowing that I was such an essential element in finding him was so comforting because I finally felt that I was going to do something about it. I finally felt that I was taking action and it was going to give results.

Once it was finally 11:30 Bergamaschi and I left for his warehouse.

"Nice car!" I complimented him while we were walking to his Porsche. It was so elegant yet it looked like a race car.

"Thank you." He replied with the same distant tone but I could hear a hint of pride.

Unexpectedly he opened the door for him and I thanked him, feeling a little bit awkward. However, I could not shake the thought of him being the perfect man.

He could cook and he was an absolute gentleman.

He looked so hot while driving my gaze just focused on his hands. One was resting on the steering wheel and the other one on the shifting knob. He had a few rings and an expensive-looking watch. His hands looked so rough and my mind started going wild with thoughts.

My thoughts were interrupted when I saw that we were finally there. We both got out of the car and he looked at me with a blank stare once he saw I opened my door and I decided to ignore it and act clueless.

Was he always going to be opening my doors?

I followed behind him once we were inside the warehouse. There were a few people around and all of them greeted us and I was surprised to know that they already knew who I was.

"I can show you around later." Bergamaschi stopped and looked back at me as if waiting for me to walk next to him. Once I was standing next to him he continued walking.

It was so hard to keep up with his pace because he had such long legs compared to mine.

Once we approached two big doors he opened the door and waited for me to get in, following me inside.

"You can take a seat." He signaled over some seats that were in front of his desk. I sat there while he sat at his desk.

Everything was neatly organized. He had a few chairs around and his desk was at the end of the room. He had a computer on his desk alongside a few papers and there was a huge bookcase behind his desk.

After some minutes there was a knock and Bergamaschi let them in.

"Capo," one of the three men said and they all bowed in acknowledgment.

"Take a seat." And they all followed his orders.

I looked beside me and these men were absolutely gorgeous. What's up with men here?

The three of them were tan but so different from each other. I didn't get to study their faces that well since they did not dare to look my way.

"Matteo is going to plan and strategize every single encounter you are going to have with Alfonso" Bergamaschi started looking at the first man. He looked to be in his thirties with dark hair in a buzz cut.

"Silvio is going to make sure you are prepared with gear, mics, and everything you will need during your encounter." Now he was talking about the second man and he looked to be around the same age as Matteo. He had messy brown hair and a small scar on his eyebrow.

"Draco is our tech man, he is the best at what he does. He will help with communications, tracking, and hacking when necessary." And now the third guy who was the guy that was sitting closest to me. Out of the three guys he was the less buff one but he was still a big guy. He had dark long hair that reached his shoulders and glasses.

I nodded taking in all the information and the three guys finally looked at me. "Nice to meet you guys," I said, finally deciding to speak up.

Once I was done studying the men I decided to look at Bergamaschi and he was already looking at me with a clenched jaw.

"Likewise Miss D'Ambrosio," Silvio said in a thick Italian accent while the other guys just smiled back slightly.

"Alfonso is expected to be in the States tomorrow morning." Matteo informed, looking at Bergamaschi. "When do you want to start, Capo?" With that question, Bergamaschi looked at me as if trying to see my thoughts about the matter.

"As soon as possible is fine with me." I informed playing anxiously with my hands to which Bergamaschi gave me an approving look.

"If he's going to be here tomorrow, we can expect Miss D'Ambrosio to meet up with him in the next few days..." Matteo looked to be thinking deeply about Alfonso's plan. "probably two or three days. Men like him can't go too long without getting their dicks wet." He finished rolling his eyes. That information made me scrunch up my nose in disgust.

Men.

"Draco, do you have what I asked for?" Bergamaschi asked, looking intensely at Draco.

"Sì Capo" He replied pulling out a folder and placing it on Bergamaschi's desk.

Bergamaschi grabbed the folder and opened it, looking through the few pages inside. "Very well." He closed the folder and handed it to me.

I grabbed it confused about its contents. Once I opened it I realized it was my fake persona in a file and an ID. It had a name, date of birth, birthplace, and some other random information.

"I can't risk your identity considering you are a D'Ambrosio. You might not be involved in this world, but your dad is. Saying your last name will raise suspicions and we don't have time to waste." Bergamaschi mentioned leaning forward in his desk while keeping an intimidating gaze on me. "I expect you to memorize the essential information."

Name: Aurora Gallegos
Age: 21
Birthplace: Naples, Florida
Parents: Kristen and Joseph Gallegos (dead)

I kept reading and found out my "parents" died in a car crash when I was 17 years old. After that, there was some more information about schools and places I had lived before.

"Alright," I confirmed once I saw all the information I had to memorize in the next few days.

"Anything else?" Bergamaschi asked looking at the three guys sitting next to me.

"Alfonso is most likely going to one of two clubs, it's either Lux or Mystic, most likely Lux since it's owned by one of his allies. Miss D'Ambrosio just be prepared for that." Matteo asserted looking at me and then at Bergamaschi and I nodded while Bergamaschi just looked at me, as always. "Other than that we are pretty much done here." Matteo stood up, Silvio and Draco followed his actions.

Bergamaschi stood up as well before dismissing them and now it was only the two of us.

Bergamaschi looked to be deep in thought and his hands were balled up in fists. He looked almost angry I was scared of making a move and setting him off.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He broke the tense silence with anger in his voice.

"I am sure" I confirmed seeing that he was not pleased with my answer but to my luck, he dropped the subject.

Why does he care?

"Come on I'll show you around." He announced, walking towards the door with me following close behind him.

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