A gift from Roberto
Dr. Andrew arrived at Roberto’s villa and headed to Vincenzo’s room with his suitcase in his hand.
“Good morning, Mr. Andrew.” He greeted as soon as he got into the room.
“Good morning, Doctor. You are on time.” Vincenzo looked at his wristwatch and saw it was 8 am.
“I am always on time, Mr. Vincenzo. How are you feeling today?”
Vincenzo nodded with a bright smile. “I’m better now, Doctor. I bet your prescription works wonders.”
“I’m happy you are feeling better now. Where is your friend? The lady that came to see you during yesterday’s session.” He dropped his suitcase and pulled out his thermometer.
“Martina. Her name is Martina. She stepped out. The boss called her out.” Vincenzo responded, looking at him as he tore the nylon used to pack the thermometer.
“She was here with you? Is she your girlfriend?” Andrew teased, and Vincenzo giggled.
“My girlfriend? Martina is not my girlfriend.”
“Really? Wow. No one would know she isn’t your girlfriend. The way you both look at each other is…”
Vincenzo smiled shyly and shook his head.
“No, there is nothing going on, Doctor.”
“And you don’t see yourselves becoming a thing? She is beautiful, Mr. Vincenzo.”
Vincenzo heaved a sigh and shook his head. “Nothing can happen between us. She is the Boss’s woman.”
“What? Mr. Roberto and her are a thing? Wow, I didn’t see that coming.” Vincenzo shook his head after hearing his statement and opened his mouth so he could put the thermometer in.
Dr. Andrew put the thermometer in his mouth and waited impatiently for it to pick his temperature. He wanted to know more about Martina and Roberto.
After a short while, he removed the thermometer from his mouth and checked it. “Your temperature is back to normal.”
“I told you the drugs worked wonders. I’m feeling much better.” Vincenzo responded sitting up.
Andrew went silent, thinking of how to continue the conversation about Martina and Roberto.
“You need to complete your prescription, and you will be perfectly fine.”
“Thank you, Doctor. This is the last session, right?”
“We can have another if you want. The more, the better.”
Vincenzo smiled faintly and shook his head. “No, I don’t want any more session. I think this is good.”
“You are good to go, Mr. Vincenzo.” He began to pack his suitcase. Vincenzo stood up and his door flung opened.
He saw Roberto walk in, and he sprang to his feet again. He lowered his head, and when Andrew saw this, he did the same too. After his quick research about Roberto in the morning, he couldn’t but fear him.
“Are you done?” Roberto’s voice came cold and fearless.
“Yes, Mr. Roberto. He is leaving already.” Vincenzo looked at Andrew, and Andrew kept packing his stuff.
“Good. Prepare.” Roberto turned to take his leave, and Vincenzo let out a sigh.
“Why are you so scared of him?” Andrew asked when he was sure that Roberto had gone far from the room.
“Why are you scared of him too?” Vincenzo giggled. “He is Roberto Galante. You can’t help but get scared.”
“But how does Martina cope with him since they are a thing? I mean, does he show her love? I haven’t seen him smile since ever.”
“Love?” Vincenzo scoffed. “I never said they are a thing, Doc. You should take your leave now.” Vincenzo smiled, and Andrew nodded.
He carried his suitcase and walked out of the room. “Take care of yourself, Mr. Vincenzo.”
Vincenzo heaved a sigh and walked to the bathroom. He recalled what Andrew said about him and Martina, and he smiled.
He never saw Martina as someone that could be his girlfriend until recently. But all he could do was see her like that. He couldn't get any closer to her. She signed a contract with Roberto, and she is his.
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Vincenzo wore a white shirt and black office trousers to match. He hung his suit on his shoulder and walked out of his room. He saw Roberto’s men were walking out of the house already. He got to the living room and saw Roberto standing in front of the couch. He wore a Midnight-Blue tuxedo which left Vincenzo wondering if he missed something.
“What took you so long?” He asked with his hands buried in his pocket.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Roberto.” Vincenzo bowed his head.
“Go and wait in the car,” Roberto ordered, and Vincenzo nodded. He walked past him and stopped.
“Mr. Roberto, are you attending a dinner event today? I’m sorry to ask. I am just curious to know why you are wearing a tuxedo.”
Roberto looked at him over his shoulders, and Vincenzo gulped. “You have been sick, so you don’t know much. I am meeting with a friend of Giovanni this evening in Mexico. It is his 70th birthday, and I was invited. I would be going there immediately after we land in Mexico.”
“Oh. I’ll prepare too, sir.” Vincenzo responded, and Roberto shook his head.
“You don’t have to. Martina will be going with me.” Roberto’s eyes fell on Martina as she walked down to the living room. He went lost staring at her. She was looking very beautiful.
She wore a backless orange silk babycon dress and carried a silver purse. She wore the golden Stuart Weitzman Tanzanite heels which are worth $2 million. Her hair fell on her shoulders freely and bounced as she walked majestically.
Roberto smirked as he saw how perfect his choice of dressing was on her.
“I didn’t know we had a dress like that in this villa.” Vincenzo’s muttered as he couldn’t get his eyes off her.
“We didn’t have it. I bought it for her.” Roberto walked out of the living room. Vincenzo raised his brows in surprise.
“He bought her the dress?”
Martina got to where he stood, and she stopped in front of him. He stared at her face, and a smile crept up his face. He stared at her full red lips, and she lowered her head shyly.
“Stop staring or you will be punished by Roberto. We are running late.”
She turned to leave, and he quickly held her hand. She looked at him and smiled beautifully.
“You look very beautiful.” He uttered, and Martina giggled. She touched his hand and slightly caressed it.
“Thank you.”
