3 months ago, everything was perfect for Massimo. You were there for him, you loved him, you were his. But then…you wanted to leave. You were right, he was very protective, very jealous. Sometimes he even stopped you from going out. Your last argument was the last one for you, it was so toxic. You left Italy for 3 months and went to New York, to your family, if you had stayed in Italy Mossimo would have found you. During the 3 months you were gone, Massimo went completely crazy, he was shooting at everyone, he was shouting at everyone. He was literally going crazy, without you.

But after 3 months, Massimo couldn't take it anymore.

He came to New York as quickly as possible by jet plane. It wasn't hard to find your house, you were sunbathing by the pool in the backyard when Mossimo's men surrounded the garden. Then Mossimo came out, wearing his usual black shirt and black trousers. He hadn't lost any of his charm, only his under-eye circles were completely black.

“My precious..” Massimo murmured in his Italian accent. His eyes followed your body with longing and love.