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The night approaches, David leaves and I kiss Gin a bunch of times when he offers to let me use his phone for a couple of hours while his brothers aren't watching.
-Where are they?
"Dom with the girls from the club, Leone I think accompanied Salvatore to attend to pending matters," she explains to me, arranging her dark hair in braids. In fact , Salvatore told me that he was going to talk to you seriously when he got back.
“It was to be expected,” I rest my hand against my chin, the living room is too comfortable. Why isn't it a good idea to call him Bruni?
She looks away from the window to look at me, walks elegantly in her pink silk robe and sits next to me.
"Mom called him that way, Bruni, Domi, Leon and Gini." Her smile tightens, memories flash through her head. I don't know whether to tell it because it might be bad that you keep calling him that way.
—I don't want to bother him, maybe it bothers him too much and I prefer to avoid it.
—Three years ago he was with a woman, she was loved by my father because she had the right ideals and had everything it takes to be the Don's wife —she reports—. He wanted to get married, he wanted a son and all that. I called him Bruni, but they didn't last long because he found that he was selling the information about the next massive cargo trip that they were going to take out—I settle well in the chair to listen. Dad got angry and ordered him to kill that woman, Salvatore had no choice but to keep quiet or things would go very badly for him. Dad made it seem like the best move, although they screwed up the shipment, the drugs disappeared and they had to replace the money. Endless problems, which is why we are impressed that he didn't say anything when you tell him like that.
—He did, but I didn't stop because I liked to bother him.
—Wow, you do it.
The silence extends for a couple of minutes.
—Was it very important to him?
—He loved her, Salvatore was trying to give dad satisfaction and pride so that he would reward him more and stop screwing him, he wanted him to be an excellent soldier; cruel and sadistic—he cups her cheek with his own hand—. That's why she gave him what he needed to make Dad proud of him. Maybe he cared, maybe he didn't, he never actually said it because when she was killed he didn't do anything, he was just trying to humor Dante.
—I see, perhaps it was a hidden obsession, a secret to avoid provoking his father's wrath.
—Maybe so, after all they lived in a dream relationship, almost perfect.
I don't know exactly how to handle that data, I am left a little petrified and at the same time doubting even my own existence. It is clear that even among them there are too many secrets hidden and even if on the one hand he wants to help, as Leone said, he shouldn't do it. I could have gotten upset with him because of the way he said it, however, now that I analyze it a little more, he might be right.
I shouldn't think that I will achieve anything here, I can't think that this place is for me after knowing it exactly because I want my normal life, right?
Why put in the effort?
Why be her friend?
Why want him to give me what I ask for if in the end I will be the same as always with the life I am fighting for? However, David's question comes to mind.
I want that?
I don't know, because the new and strange is so interesting to me that I don't want to stop wondering about the subject, searching, understanding and knowing. Maybe she was more gossipy than David and I maintain that. My life was being so boring that I didn't realize it until now that everything revolves around secrets, desires and the cruelty from which all of them were forged.
—Gin!! —They shout at the entrance—. Fuck, run!!
-We are in the living room!
"They hurt Salvatore!"
We both get up suddenly from the couch, we run without shoes because we took them off. We leave the living room and go to the main hall where we see that Salvatore is holding Guillermo and Leone. He is bleeding from his thigh, his busted lip and open eyebrow leave me in a state of shock.
—It's Alessio, he's doing shit that we don't understand—I run to the living room so I can put a towel that the same maids give me, they go inside. They shot him, it was a trap and they knew it.
-As?
I blurt out the question, Salvatore falls against the couch.
—We don't know, everything was ready and most likely they followed Nadia's purchase until they saw movement and prepared themselves, Alessio has Alessio's goons at his disposal, that is not normal.
