Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: il Capo

(Sofía Alighieri-29 and her real name is Olivia Culpo)

"Hey!" Mariano exclaimed "give that back!"

"No," I said sternly as I put it in my purse.

"It's mine," he said "my marria—"

"What marriage?" I looked into his eyes "there's no Salvatore-DiStefano marriage anymore," His eyes instantly filled with tears and I hugged his arm tightly "cry as much as you need..."

On our way to HQ Mariano did not stop crying but it was silent so I wasn't really comfortable with it because I know he is keeping it all in. Once we got off the car, Sofia started talking to Mariano and I walked in front with my brother to ask him about his boyfriend.

"How is Giorgio?" I unlocked the door with a code, my fingerprint and a droplet of blood.

"Great," he grinned looking at his phone "we've been talking about him staying in the US and he seems really excited."

I patted his back and entered the house "I'm so happy for you, Viktor, after Matteo left I thought yo—"

"Would be drowned in depression for years? Me too but when I met Giorgio everything felt right instantly. I call it microwave love because it can be cooked in minutes, even seconds," he chuckled "I'm really happy, Arabella, finally."

"Awee," I rested my head on his arm "my big bro is happy," then I overheard Sofía's conversation with Mariano who I know too well and he must be lost in his thoughts while he looks at his hands.

"So, would you like to have dinner and catch up?" Sofía asked enthusiastically although very discreet.

"I don't—" I interrupted by turning around.

"He would fucking love to, maybe it can be a double date with Apollo and I so you can catch up with him too," I smiled and Sofía nodded "perfect, we'll pick you up at 7:30?"

"Deal," Sofía nodded and glanced at Mariano with the look he should be gazed at all the time; the gaze that should come from Allegra.

Anyway, on a more positive note the decoration of my new property is going amazing; just as I imagined because what more could turn out of someone like me. If you know you have power and glory own it baby girl, I'm not say if you should brag about it but—yeah brag about it, men do it, why can't we?

As I sat on my finished office I looked through the files in black folders with red letters and my beautiful logo; this is everything I've ever dreamed of. Maybe some moms are right and catching a rich guy is the—well, I was kinda sold so never mind.

"I think number three is perfect," Sofía said handing me the folder and I hummed reading through the applicant's CV "so?"

"She still has a lot to learn," I sighed leaning back on my chair "but she looks promising so call her, I also liked number 52 and 87. Mariano what do you think?" I asked gazing at him who was sitting on one of the teal velvet sofas but he seemed lost in his thoughts (nothing new) so I clapped my hands twice "Mariano!"

He quickly directed his gaze to me and apologized "I think number 100 and 113 should be given a chance too."

I nodded and then looked at my brother who was sitting on another teal velvet sofa adjacent to the one where Mariano was "146 and 158."