Christian “Someone tell me what the hell he’s doing here,” Christian whispered as he walked down the stairs. He didn’t even have the energy to look at all the strangers setting up equipment for the party as his eyes could only see Luca. What was he up to? “Cousin!” Luca opened his arms. Christian

Christian “Serena, please not now,” Christian answered. He knew it was wrong, but now was not the right time to discuss it as there were more important stuff to worry about. “What do you mean, not now?” Serena snarled. “Are we really going to pretend like you didn’t call me a bad mom?” She had pi

“You’re asking me that question?” Johnny asked, offended. “Because I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the old Christian would never let some teenager change his house into a nightclub!” Christian tried his hardest to ignore Johnny's words while Johnny was nowhere near finished. “Maybe grandpa does

“You better do what he tells you to.” Dario joined the conversation. Christian felt insecure over the fact that it was once again Dario who had pushed his cousin to follow his instructions as Kenzo pulled out his phone. “He gave me this number last week.” Kenzo sighed as he searched for Berto’s numb

Christian “Christian, have you listened to a word I just said?” Dario asked. They had finally arrived at the warehouse and all they had to do was wait for Berto. Christian sat next to Beau, while Dario sat next to a terrified Kenzo. “Everyone is in position, and we’re just waiting for the signal.