𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 | 𝟏𝟖+

XXI

Ryan

THE NIGHT WAS DARK AND IT WAS CHILLY OUTSIDE, I sat at a distance from the brothers as we were finally arriving to the private airport. I had not stated one word since we left the residence, even when the we were loading the car, I still remained silent.

I was angry. Truthfully, I was hurt.

The only thing I can continue to ask myself was why did even do it? Why would he lie about it? Yes, it was just kissing but I know when something is nothing but that was something.

Even earlier tonight when we saw each other for the first time in hours, the way he was looking at me as I was tending to his wound.

None of that matters because he proved to me that he is and probably will forever be a coward. The car comes to stop bringing out my thoughts causing me to look at out the window as the car was parked near a large private plane.

I noticed the driver stepped out the car, followed behind him was Oliver and Lorenzo.

The door to my left opens and the driver reaches out his arm motioning that I could use him for assistance. I placed my hand onto his arm before getting out the car looking at the great view in front of me. There was a lot of things I've never seen in person before I met the brothers.

I never saw someone get killed in front of me, for one. Or, never have I ever seen a car explode, and I also never seen a private jet in person before.

There was a lot of first with the brothers, this was like some Hollywood action movie with the most famous actors like Brad Pitt, or Tom Cruise.

I watch in awe as the door of my the private jet opens, and walks out the pilot who approaches my way with a greeting smile.

I smile back softly, "Benvenuto benvenuto. Sono molto onorato di essere finalmente tutti i fratelli Romano insieme. Sono abituato solo a vedere i vostri padri e tio. E' una sorpresa."

(Translation: Welcome. Welcome. I'm so honored to finally be flying all the Romano brothers together. I'm just used to seeing your dad and uncle so this is such a surprise.)

I stood there like a deer in headlights unsure of anything the man said after welcome. Oliver walks up behind me, greeting the unknown man, "The honor is ours, Paolo." he says greeting him while shaking his hand.

"Prima di partire da Lorenzo e Giovanni desidera parlare con lei." Oliver tells Paolo before turning and facing Lorenzo and Giovanni who stood together leaning against the car.

I made eye contact with Giovanni who was lighting a blunt while looking at me, I look away almost immediately.

(Translation: Before we depart Lorenzo and Giovanni would like to have a word with you.)

I watch as Paolo greets Oliver once more before walking away and approaching Lorenzo and Giovanni as the driver was taking our bags out of the car and bringing them to the large jet.