♥ CHAPTER SEVENTY''ONE♥

Alex.

We are standing outside Lorenzo's room while Elisa helps him change his clothes, as my brother has become terribly agitated and has insisted on coming home at this point. I don't want that, he needs to stay here, but what can he do? He's a very stubborn man, Elisa agrees with me and has already scolded him, we just can't do much. Christopher is signing some liability waivers and our brother's discharge.

Soon, the door opens and Elisa comes with Lorenzo right behind, who smiles widely. I look at Elisa's neck and see a hickey.

'' You really are hopeless, brother, even if you're hurt, don't quiet that fire in your ass.

He laughs and intertwines his fingers with Elisa.

“Whatever, brother, our dear Elisa is very delicious and deserves to have a hickey all over her body.

I roll my eyes and everyone laughs.

"Anyway, let's go."

At reception, we found Christopher waiting for us.

'' Come on, the doctor said he shouldn't even leave here '' seriously.

'' I won't stay in that hospital, our wife can very well take care of me. '' Smile maliciously.

We roll our eyes.

“Don't even think about it, Lorenzo, I'll tend to your injuries, not fuck you. '' Rebut, very angry.

“Well, let's see how long you can take this. '' He retorts, making her snort.

“Then play your ass off, because I'm going to be on strike. Elisa struts out of the hospital.

“Elisa!” '' He calls her, but she ignores him.

We burst into laughter.

'' Good luck brother. I say, still laughing.

I love this woman.

As we enter the house, Elisa helps Lorenzo up the stairs, as he cannot exert himself very much.

“So what did you do with her?” Who ordered her to do that? I ask, already knowing the answer.

“Well, we tortured her so nicely, brother. Christopher says, with a smirk. '' But Dylan had the most fun.

I look at Dylan, who shrugs.

“She's in hell right now. he says, sitting down on the couch and crossing his legs. '' It was Sebastião who ordered it.

I sigh at that.

“So he did.” I run a hand through my hair. '' This man is playing with fire, does he think he's going to have a happy ending? Your ending will be just like your father's.

'' We know that, brother, so we will have a meeting with the Russian brothers, they love a party.

I smile.

'' In fact they love a party, I'm sure they'll help us kill Sebastian. '' Lounge. '' Well, I'm going to take a shower, I also need to eat, before I end up passing out here. '' Everyone laughs at my drama. "When will the meeting with the Russians be?"

“So they should come today or tomorrow, you know how hurried they are.

“Yes, we all know that.

“Lorenzo is going to be pissed off for not going to that meeting. Christopher comments and I agree with him.

“He has to recover to participate in the war he's going to have. '' I say, heading towards the stairs. '' I'm going to sleep too, I could barely sleep in that chair from hell.

They nod and I head upstairs. I'm destroyed, I can't even stand up. I pass by Lorenzo's room and hear Elisa fighting with him.

'' You have to rest, Lorenzo, lie down in that shitty bed before I do something stupid here, you poor bastard.

“That hurt, honey.

“I don't give a fuck for you, now lie down on the fucking bed and try to get some sleep.

I laugh and go to my room, already taking off my clothes and leaving everything on the floor, I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower.

“Oh, I really needed this. I say, closing my eyes.

I run the soap over my body and then rinse off. I turn off the shower, dry off and brush my teeth, feeling my eyes get heavy.

Shit, I really need to sleep. I will never sleep in a chair again.