Niccolo Govender was your half-brother. His father married your mother and since then you have lived together. You, him, your parents and Camilla.

Well, your parents left, leaving you alone with Niccolo. Camilla, in order not to bear everything that was happening in that house, went to sleep at Chiara's house for a few days. It was hell, you couldn't lie.

He used to take his friends, women, especially Virginia, several men and throw countless unnecessary parties, although you didn't care much about the women's part, you found his friends irresistible and he knew you thought the same.

Whenever you or Brando disappeared at the same time, he thought you were together and got really angry about it.

"I'm having a party here again, they're already arriving, so... you."

Niccolo said, his tone great that he didn't find the situation funny. At least not this time.

"Go to your room and lock the door. Don't you dare go near Brando or that Damiano. I don't want to see Damiano selling you drugs and I also don't want to see my best friend making out with you, you hear?"

Niccolo threatened, lighting a cigarette and placing it between his thin lips while, with his free hand, he typed on his cell phone to Virginia