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Chapter 42
*Violent Chapter*
~"Bennie and I are going out for a date," Arrigo told me as he entered the basement and watched me train. I was trying to get my mind off my family but I was drowning in memories, "I'll come back home later on, then you and I can have dinner. You know, just the two of us," he told me as he walked up to me and planted a kiss on my lips and I let him.
I closed my eyes and sighed, enjoying the way that he held me, "ok," I responded and he pecked me one last time before he walked out of the basement and I went back to emptying clip after clip.~
That was an hour ago and I should have been making my way to my bedroom but I couldn't. I had to make a stop elsewhere.
I looked behind me making sure that no one saw me as I walked to Arrigo's office and I opened the closed door sneaking into the dark office. I closed the door behind me
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