FIORELLA BIANCHI
Gabriele and I were both in shock, we did not even say much to each other except for the reason I came to this office for. As much as it is awkward, we manage to keep it professional.
I watch him put on his suit jacket and grab all his stuff before he walks to the door to open it, allowing me to walk out first before he does. It is how he holds up with his charisma and how he does things. It is so satisfying to watch; it makes me miss Benjamin a lot.
“Did you come here with your car?” He asks as we walk down to the elevator.
“Yes,”
“Mmhh, alright. I was hoping that you didn’t, so that I can take the main road that leads to the apartments right after the house viewing,”
“It’s okay, signore. I can just follow you behind with my car and we can part ways after the h
