●San Francesco●
"Here we are, love."
Ronan Ross chirped to her gleefully as soon as the BMW halted in front of the villa. The man insisted upon driving all by himself, under the influence of the thought of impressing the woman sitting besides him on the front seat.
Thus, the driver was given a holiday on the particular day which was quite an unusual order for him, well, to think of him, perhaps he still might be standing on the airport jaw dropped!
Renna Amaryllis was about to utter something when the man shut her mouth by placing his palm.
"Would you mind, honey?"
Ronan rattled out his thin wired chain and gestured Renna through eyes.
The man wore over the thing around his neck and waited for Renna Amaryllis to follow him, the lady made an O shaped face in amazement that how easily she forgot that everything around them could be tapped.
Renna Amaryllis lunged forward towards the windscreen and hurriedly wore the necklace.
