41 (Lustful desires)

Martina sat in Vincenzo’s room, on his bed. They were chatting and laughing when the door opened, and Roberto walked in. He was wearing a black shirt, light grey joggers, and closed-toe bedroom slippers.

“Mr. Roberto.” Vincenzo called, composing himself.

“It’s late. You should be resting.” His hands were buried in his pockets as he talked. Martina kept her eyes away from him. She prayed he wasn’t going to remember what he had said in the morning.

“I’ll rest soon, sir. I lost track of time.”

Roberto nodded and looked at Martina.

“And you, have you forgotten what we discussed in the morning?”

Vincenzo looked at Martina with creased brows. Martina refused to tell him about it, so he was confused.

“I didn’t forget about it. I thought you forgot.” She stood up with a smile on her face. Roberto narrowed his gaze at her as he wondered why she was smiling.

“Did she have an ulterior motive?” He thought it himself.

“I will come back to check on you, Vincenzo. Don’t lock your d