Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Il passato

The beauty in front of me picked up the paper cup and just when she was about to take a sip, her eyes met mine "Hi," the voice of an angel.

It took me about a minute to react; her Grey eyes with flecks made my knees wobble "H-Hi."

Apollo was really happy and surprised although I think I might've interrupted the foreplay with his wedding planner but I'm way more important; we've taken showers together. No one will ever be at my level which reminds me that in exactly one month he'll finally meet his future wife; I hope she's strong because this man is a tough cookie or more of a jawbreaker.

"When do you leave?" My best friend asked as he sat down across from me.

A deep sigh left my mouth "As soon as possible but first I want to finish up some—"

"Mariano if you want to leave tomorrow then leave tomorrow, you know there's plenty of job in Roma; I would actually feel calmer if you left ASAP, besides I don't need you here," he chuckled "you're useless."

A loud gasp left my mouth "You fucking ungrateful asshole!".

We had about three meetings one right after the other, each lasted about two hours then we went to Apollo's office to have some lunch which was a delicious bowl of salad, wine, and tiramisu from the best Italian restaurant in town. "How are you feeling about meeting Ms. Bianchi?"

He shrugged taking a sip of his wine "Nothing, just thinking about how her tits will bounce."

My right eyebrow arched "Classy," obviously sarcasm.

The man in front of me let out a deep sigh "How do you want me to feel? I've never met her and we are getting married, besides the last thing I want to do is deal with an obnoxious teenager."

"I've heard she isn't much of a talker," I shrugged.

"Good."

Three more hours went by of meetings, going through papers and discussing important life matters with Apollo; fortunately, we were done with work earlier than usual. I hugged my best friend and told him we would meet again tomorrow to further discuss the matters of my departure.

Now the early check-out is great; there's time to go get my wife's PJs!

Victoria's Secret is about two blocks away which helps with my parking situation; New York shit. Just as I was about to walk into the store I spotted a black Audi SUV with European style plates that read '041517' parked outside a local coffee shop; that's my wife's car! A big smile appeared on my lips because I'm gonna surprise her. My feet took me across the street where I hid in the entryway of a hotel, sporadically peeking my head out to check. Eventually, she exited the place with a paper cup in her hands, looking like a blooming tulip in May with her flowy red dress—wait...why is a man kissing her cheek and grabbing her hands? WHY IS HE LOOKING AT HER LIKE THAT?!

I was about to step out but composed myself; there must be an explanation. She would never cheat on me; we love each other more than anything in the world. I know so, her eyes tell me every night before going to sleep—wait, the man looks familiar but he hopped into a black SUV before I could get a better look at him.

My eyes squinted trying to get the license plate number, that's when I realized they aren't the typical New York color scheme which is white, yellow and deep blue...they're white with bold letters on the upper part that read 'U.S. Government'.