𝑬𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅.
𝙄𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙪𝙢 𝙉𝙤𝙫𝙪𝙢 (Latin) : New beginning.
ANASTASIA : RESURRECTION.
Why was Anastasia Romano in Milan? What was her purpose? Was she a nor...
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Sebastian's POV -
Asher informed me about holding a birthday party in the private dining hall. It was a young girl from the group therapy he attended.
Our private dining hall was located at the top of the building and the restaurant was on the ground floor.
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While the restaurant had a more vintage look, the private dining ventured more into the modern style. The sunrise and sunset was mesmerising from there.
Luckily, Asher had booked it in the evening so that they could see the sunset.
"Sebastian. Dammi le chiavi della sala da pranzo." Asher came in, carrying multiple bags in his hands with 3 people- a young girl and a couple in their mid-forties holding hands - trailing behind him. [Sebastian - Give me the keys to the dining room]
"Qui. Chi e 'questa gente?" I questioned, jerking my head towards the people at his trail. ["Here. Who are these people?"]
"Oh yeah. One second let me introduce you", he said, putting his bags on the floor as he continued, "This is Mr. and Mrs. Arnold," he said, pointing towards the couple, "and this is Ludovica." he pointed towards the green-haired girl.
"Nice to meet you. Your brother is a pleasure to be around." Mr. Arnold said as he extended his hand.
"The pleasure is all mine." I replied, with a firm handshake.
Asher handed the keys to Ludovica as he explained the directions to her.
"Get started upstairs. I'll send up a few people to help you." he said as he turned towards me.
"Posso mandare Adam e Rick di sopra per aiutare con la decorazione?" he questioned as he kept his hands on the counter, giving me puppy eyes. ["Can you send Adam and Rick upstairs to help with the decoration?"]
"Lo giuro su Dio Asher. Hai 20 anni. Smettila di farmi gli occhi da cucciolo." I sighed, motioning Adam and Rick to go help upstairs. ["I swear to God, Asher. You're 20 years old. Stop giving me puppy eyes."]
