Apollo got up that morning, and didn't go to work, his head weighed heavily on his pale body, he wasn't happy and no matter how hard he tried his mind always made him think ''Is what I'm doing right?'' Not just for Cybele , more for him, his life was at stake, did he love Alice? No! Could he try? That was doubt.
So he got up early, and went for a run. He ran until his arms and legs were tired, and when he got home he found Alice walking back and forth.
- Our Apollo, still good, right! Alice talks with bridal magazines in hand. — Carol at the reception said you weren't coming today because you were sick, so I decided to check on you! She looked at him with an excited smile.
He bent down, and clasped his hands behind his back, "Hi, Alice! How are you? He walked past her and ignoring her head as she leaned in to kiss him, walked to the kitchen and stopped in front of the fridge opening it. "Listen, have you made your first appointment yet?"
Alice froze, threw the magazines in her hand on the sofa and joined her arms, bringing her hands to her elbows — Ah, AH, Pri... First. Query? - She said stuttering she got nervous - Why do you want to go with me? She scratched behind her ear.
He spoke loudly from the kitchen while holding a glass of iced soda, "Yes! Of course, to see if everything is ok with the baby! He walked into the living room and downed his glass of soda, leaning against the wall between the kitchen and living room.
She looked at him and let out a deep breath. "Do you really want to go then?" He uncrossed his arms and threw them in the air. "These appointments are so boring..." She wrinkled her nose and said, "I really came to talk about our wedding!" She leaned over the couch and picked up the magazines.
So the two sat on the couch and talked, until Apollo's discouragement and lack of opinion irritated the girl.
— There Apollo! It looks like you're planning your funeral and not your wedding! - She closed the magazine hard in her lap - What do you have in my love?
"Alice, I told you to take it easy. - She leaned on the sofa - But about that I have something to say! I want us to get married as soon as possible, I have been invited to work teaching at the college of Athens and I will accept! But it turns out there's a deadline, so you want it? He raised his eyebrows.
She flashed a wide smile, showing her white teeth — Of course! All I want is to marry you as soon as possible. She leans over hugging him.
Apollo gives a half smile, and frowns — Now, I need a bath! - He got up from the orange sofa and turned around - My mother is coming in a little while, you can decide with her the wedding things.
— Our Apollo, why not with you? Her jaw dropped as she watched him knitting her brows.
He scratched his blond hair. "I'm not very good at these things. He shrugged his shoulders, still facing away from her.
He lied, and her mind reminded him that with Cybele he'd planned every detail, how they wanted his colors, flowers, and even his suit. He already had the order ready, it would be facing the sea. He gives a bitter smile. And believe me, he still wanted to do it.
"Apollo, are we at least going out dancing tonight?" she asked quietly, turning her eyes to the magazine she reopened.
He turned around and gave a half smile, it would be nice to go dancing. He nods.
Apollo left her in the living room and ran up the stairs. to take a bath.
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Cybele was in the hospital with Pietro, and together they received the best news of their lives. Her baby was responding so well to medical treatments that she could come out at 8 months, which works out next month.
— Oh, I don't believe it, Pietro! We will be able to hold our son in our arms. His eyebrows and wide eyes, and his mouth curving into a wide smile made Pietro happy.
He smiles broadly, and hugs in front of the doctor — Doctor, thank you so much! We are too happy. - He says with his breathing accelerated, and heart pounding.
The doctor leaves them alone in the hospital corridor and they jump for joy. I couldn't wait to see the first steps, the rasada of him to hear, the first ''Mommy to be said''. Pinch that chubby cheek and finally watch him grow up in the home.
He took her hand. "And the best part is, he can be here for the hospital's grand opening!" he said, looking into her almond-shaped eyes.
Cybele got out of her way and stood beside her, — Oh yes, it's true! And how is everything? She spoke walking slowly beside him, — I saw you were talking a lot with Athena.
Her eyes were bright with happiness — Oh yes, your sister helped me a lot, without her this wouldn't be possible — He said, running his hand through the dark blazer he was wearing, and looked at the watch on his wrist — I better go, I have a date !
Cybele shifted from one foot to the other, and stopped walking, raised her eyebrows in surprise — Hmm! A date." She brought her right hand to her chin.
— Yes, with a 65-year-old lady, about the sale of the hospital, he knitted his eyebrows and smiled putting his hands in his pocket — Did you by any chance get jealous? He stared at her, staring at her.
She twisted her mouth and ran her fingers through her hair quickly. "No! It was just a question, I think you are free to date whoever you want.
"Honestly, I feel married to the hospital right now, so much to take care of! I had to learn a lot. - He said with his eyes shining and catching his breath - But you know I've never seen myself like this, responsible, careful about something, and not caring about the lies people talk about me in the media - He said gesturing with his hands, And that all thanks to my son, I want to be a better man for him!
Cybele started walking again and smiled wide with her eyes shining, put her hand on his shoulders — Trust me, you're on the right path! - He took a deep breath and pressed his lips together - Now I have to go to Athens to visit my cousin, my aunt doesn't leave her side, I'll see you later.
— Go bene! - He approached and kissed her forehead slowly, just to smell her perfume, he pressed his lips together and waved walking towards her car.
(Translation: Va bene = It's ok! In Italian)
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Giovani Santoro parks his car in front of the hotel he is staying at.
He almost always felt the urge to drop everything, he grew up doing what his father wanted and everything was now so empty, without children, without Pietro who didn't answer him, alone
Almost always there was an urge to drop everything, he grew up doing what his father wanted and everything was now so empty, without children, without Pietro who didn't answer him, alone. Someone had to take care of the family business was his father's motto for him.
But he knew he wasn't a victim, he made a choice and he must live with it, and its consequences.
He got out of the elevator and walked up to his floor when his assistant gave him the news he was waiting for, his daughter had thanked him for the gift, and even responded to him.
He put his hands on the buttons of his shirt and looked at the answer he smirked, and his heart fluttered in his chest with joy. He replied to the message, asking to find her.
But know, dear reader, this is not going to end well...
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Sebastian continues with the investigation, the FBI in partnership with the Greek police, and then he arranged a meeting with a young man willing to give a prize, discreet in the library.
Sebastian scratched his beard, and crossed one noble arm across his chest and the other brought it to his chin. "So are you willing to tell me who your weapons supplier is?" He frowned, and stared at him with a hard expression.
— Yes, he is an Italian, sometimes he goes there himself! — He raised his hands for air — His name is Giovanni Santoro! — He pursed his lips — Look man, I'm telling you this more just because you said I had a chance to reduce the sentence, I have kids to raise...
- Don't worry. - He took a deep breath and his hands went to his eyes rubbing the lids, he felt too tired. - Are you sure about that?
"Yeah, I've worked for the guys for years!" He emphasized with wide eyes, looking around.
Sebastian thanked him, and walked discreetly home, normally he would investigate the life of this Giovanni guy, but he really wanted to try to improve things with Athena, so he left work aside and went to his house.
He had a present in his hands, which a co-worker suggested, he opens the door and gives a shout:
— Athena! Are you home?" He looked around. And the low dog.
She goes down the stairs, eating brigadeiro and her face has amazement — Sebastian? You're home, and it's not even 5 o'clock yet! — He held the pot of brigadeiro at his waist — And what a cute dog this is in your arms!
She went down the two remaining steps and went to him at the door, set the pot on the nightstand by the door, and pouted the dog.
He popped his cheeks — Did you like it? It's for you, he smiled, grabbing her face — Forgive me, for everything! I won't hide anything from you anymore. She shook her head and walked over to the couch which gave way as he threw his heavy body onto it.
"I loved my love. - Athena says holding the dog that is still and calm in her arms, closing her eyes.
— Yeah, he liked you, he was biting me all the way, I think it was the rush to meet his mother! He scratched his forehead as he looked at her with gleaming eyes.
She smiled and sat down beside him, placing the dog on the couch—Sebastian! You are more than forgiving, we already talked! I didn't need to bring a dog. His freckled face turned red. And your warm heart.
He settled on the couch and next to his face, kissing her nose — I'm the luckiest man alive, getting to kiss the most beautiful woman in the world, every day!
- It's good that you know! She came over and bit his lower lips, initiating a kiss.
He grabbed the back of her neck, and her breaths got faster as a kiss got more intense. Athena's mouth curves into a wide smile, breaking her kiss, she looked up at him with glittering eyes.
— What happened in! For you it's all happy. - She asked putting her hand on his face, caressing.
- Well, as I promised not to hide anything from you anymore! - He leaned his head on the couch and looked at her sideways, stretching his body on the couch - Part of this joy is that I finally know the name of the supplier, theirs! Giovanni Santoro, now I know where to start investigating.
Athena goes pale on hearing as she remembers the night her mother came home drunk, she kept saying that name, ''Does my mother know this man?'' She thinks, swallowing hard, she shakes her head and thinks ' 'No, it can't be, it can only be someone else''
— Athena? He asked putting his hands on her legs.
"Oh yes, what is it?" She looked at him, and frowned.
— For a moment it looked like you weren't here, he smiled and brought his hands to her face — You know what we need! Take a shower, then you tell me how your day was! I give you a massage in? - He said getting up.
She raised her head and smiled, stretching her arms, asking for a lap, he leans over taking her. And he walked up the stairs with her in his arms.
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At the same time Alice goes to visit Cibele to have a conversation, she arrives at the place and looks from afar at Cibele fixing a sign in front of her restaurant.
Alice takes a deep breath, breathing in the Santorini air that made her confident, and puts on her sunglasses, from the stairs and walking down the narrow white street, she put her hands on her glasses, straightening them.
Alice said approaching, standing behind her:
— Cybele? Can we talk alone? She looked around judgmentally as she clutched her Lous Vuitton close to her body.
Cybele scratched her hair, and turned around, her eyes widened when she saw Alice in front of her, in disbelief.
- Yea! But honestly I don't know what you and I fear to talk about! - She pointed her finger between the two - But you can do it!
Alice looked at her with contempt from head to toe, placing her right hand on her belly. Making a drama.
She lifted her chin and said: - Cybele, I'm going to be short and thick, because I'm American and I don't like to be around, I came here to ask you to stay away from Apollo, he's distant and if you two are seeing each other I... .
All Alice's words seemed to heat Cybele's blood to a temperature of 100 degrees Celsius, ''Who does she think she is to think she would run after Apollo, after all she never had to!'' She thought.
Cybele raised her eyebrows and raised her chest in a quick, deep breath, said, "Was that a threat?" She lifted her mouth a little to the side.
She continued talking: - Listen here Alice, if you're going to be short and thick, I'm going to be too. I have nothing to do with Apollo since he's a committed man, and to answer her question, No! I don't meet him, let alone run after him.
Her shoulders slumped, and Alice looked at her and said in a shaky voice, "Oh, good to know! She raised her bushy eyebrows, and looked around, everyone who passed seemed to be looking at the two of them talking.
Cybele laughed at the corner, and her hard expression of anger, turned to mockery, crossed her arms and continued saying: - And honestly I have more to do than keep fighting for a man who chose not to be with me, begging for attention.. And we both know I never needed to. Cybele gave her a wink, and turned to enter the restaurant. Ending the conversation.
Alice squared her shoulders and closed her eyes and walked, her gait heavy with anger at Cybele's answer and her thin red heels made her stumble slightly but not fall, her knees drooping forward and her whole body leans forward. . Then she straightens up and stands firm, walking out of there.
Pietro passed her, and looked at her over his shoulder, then he arrives at Cibele's restaurant and calls her, looked through the glass and gave a wide smile.
Pietro passed her, and looked at her over his shoulder, so he arrives at Cibele's restaurant and calls her, looked through the glass and gave a wide smile.
He leaned forward, drawing his dark brows together. "Are you closing yet?" He put his hands in his pockets.
— Yes, my mother and aunt are tired, and my aunt has gone to spend the night with Iris, thank God she is stable, thank God, but she still hasn't woken up! He tucked his hair behind his ear.
— You know, what you need, to go out dancing! He lifted his chin and took her hands.
Cybele bit her lip, and took the keys from the table — Pietro, no! He shook his head. She looked at him with a frown.
He ran a hand through his hair. "Why not?" I was really going
He ran a hand through his hair. "Why not?" I was just going... I need a dance partner!
— Pietro, I don't want to be those people who don't let the other forget about her, it's not fair to you! - she rested
— Oh, I'm not even thinking about that, I'm thinking about everything we have to celebrate too, Rafael's improvement, the complete purchase of the hospital, and us being able to talk like friends. She took a deep breath and lifted her hands from her hands, and reached out a hand to. "I just need a dance partner!
Cybele really wanted to go out one night and rest, she loved to go out dancing, and that reminded her of Apollo and her going out almost every Saturday, on the other hand, her son was fine and that deserved a celebration.
She looks at him in silence and he looks at her and pouts, joined his hands saying:
—Vivi la vita, finché c'é vita da vivere. He chuckled and approached, taking her arms.
(Translation: Live life, while there is life to be lived.)
"Okay!" She half-smiled and leaned back from the wall, reaching for him.
She closed the restaurant and went into the house, went up to her room and changed, leaving with him.
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Cibele grew up thinking Santorini was cute, she loved the fact that it was an island that although big in its thickness was small in people, everyone knew everyone, and it was cozy, but that night it wasn't so good...
Santorini only had one place to dance, which caused her there, watching Apollo and Alice dancing, she took a deep breath and told herself that it wouldn't shake her.
He took a while, but he saw her, and it was as if the music stopped again, but she was with him, felt her throat dry and stepped on Alice's feet without meaning to, she bumped into his shoulders and widened her eyes looking at him.
He slowly turned his face away and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I for a moment..." She frowned, looking her in the eye.
With her left hand on his shoulder as they danced — What are you looking at so much? - Alice turned her head looking around, narrowed her eyes and looked towards the entrance - Oh I can't believe she's chasing you or what? She looked back at him with fury in her eyes.
Apollo rolled his eyes, and looked back at Cybele, he couldn't undo it — Look, you can stop! He said taking her hand and turning her away. "I'm here with you, I'm not!" He half-smiled and grabbed her waist, dancing to the slow music.
Cybele turned her back to the dance floor and looked at Pietro with her hands on her dress.
- Look who is here! Was it a bad idea for us to come? She bit her lip nervously and felt Pietro grab her waist.
He stood beside her shoulder to shoulder "Look, if you want to leave we'll go, but don't deprive yourself of being because of someone!" He took a few steps back to face her.
She twisted her mouth, and straightened her black dress — Pietro, as much as you're right, I don't know, although I really want to stay! - Her arms remained hanging along the body, if she felt nervous she never thought to go through that situation with Apollo.
He scratched his left ear quickly and said, "One dance doesn't kill anyone." He took her hand and felt a chill.
She dropped her chin, and pressed her lips together — Okay, just one dance! - She turned her body, facing the dance floor.
They spent the night without making much physical contact, so she quickly turns her eyes to Apollo's table as she dances with Pietro.
And seeing her old mother-in-law, holding Alice's belly, was painful for her, she took a deep breath and stopped her body.
'I need a drink!' - She said looking with sad eyes - But not here! She stuck out her thumb for exit.
She rocked back and forth, and nodded, taking her hand. She then walked away, and if she looked back she would have seen Apollo's sad gaze following her slowly from her desk.
So she went with Pietro to the bar near his hotel, and Cibele didn't seem to control the anger of the whole situation, so she drank even more than she could, and Pietro accompanied her, they stayed there all night...
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