25

WILLOW

At the airport where we landed, A man in a dark green suit stands in the middle with his hands behind his back. At first I thought it was a guard until I saw his face.

He has a close resemblance to Luciano. I wrap my hands around his arms, my bag in his other hand. A red haired girl walks beside the man in a green suite. He circles his hands around her waist. Maybe she is his Girlfriend.

We finally arrive in front of him and a smile appears on his face. I managed to bring it out on.

"You must be Willow," He says and I bring forth my hand. He places a tender kiss on my arm sending a chilly sensation up my skin.

"Is our hotel ready?" Luciano asks.

"Dear, dear, no hugs for your brother?" He asks.

"I'd rather do something more productive," He replies.

"Here, pearl's hotel. Room number 45d, make sure to come for dinner, dad will be waiting," He says before he disappears.

Another girl follows him inside and the car zooms off. The driver and the car assigned isn't as luxuri