Orphans

LEONARDO'S POV

Finally, home.

After parking my red Ferrari in the driveway, I gathered my backpack and made my way toward the Salvadori mansion. The exterior of our family mansion was as grand and opulent as it could get. With tall white pillars framing the entrance and a beautiful landscape of luscious green garden surrounding it that was especially taken care of by my Nonna. The mansion was painted in a pristine white color, with large windows that overlooked the garden.

I pushed the front door open and was greeted with our warm and inviting foyer. The walls were painted soft cream with ornate golden moldings lining the ceiling. The floor was made of the finest Italian marble, with a decorative rug strategically placed in the center. In the center of the foyer was a grand chandelier, which illuminated the space with a warm glow.

The first thing I looked for was Nonna. Sasha, our housekeeper, told me that Nonna was sick and Lilliana Russo was the one who took care of her medication a