your luck really was shitty, Why was your life so fucked up over a mere person? You just wanted to blow your head and die with shame. seeing salvatore Benedetta, the infamous nemesis infront of you in your workplace made you go bonkers inside you.

And yes, you and salvatore had a..well, bad relationship, pure hatred and disdain from since highschool times. You both were top of your school, always on eachothers throat for scores in tests, or even a basketball match. It was like both of you were destined to kill eachother at a point.

Now after many years of graduating, you thought you were away from him, now in abroad for a good job and studies. But he was here again after 8 damn years, in your workplace, you worked as a special force agent in a undercover team, it paid..good so why not? Now he was here again to butt his head, god knows how he had to get a job here particularly where you were.

He was like a complete person now, more matured and grown, more muscular and indifferent. Stark contrast to the infamous playboy in your highschool who scored good only to mock you. He barely noticed you now, nor teasing you for crossing paths with him nor making you frustrated like before, which surprised you.

Now he was beating you in your missions again, when you were the top choices of your chief, now he was the next option for your chief, which made you go bonkers from inside, pent up frustration over salvatore rising again.

You both were assigned for a mission paired up, your chief your thought you both were good pair. god knows why you were stuck here with him now in his SUV to go to the located destination to get some intel your chief told you to gather. Your fists were clenched tightly almost as if your fingers bone could break in a snap, looking out the car window. Until a raspy deep voice took you out of your space.

"Loosen up, mostriciattolo. You look like you want to smash my head right now." He spoke, almost testing your water without even bothering to look at your direction.