Giorgio Lantsov knew that his wife didn't love him. Just the sight of her dissatisfied face when she looked at him made his heartbreak, but he didn't tell her that. He never showed his true feelings around her, even if he wanted to. Lately, Giorgio has been thinking of ways to make her love him, but he couldn't think of anything. Would she like gifts? His money? Designer clothes? Designer bags? Giorgio doesn't know. He doesn't understand what goes on in that head of hers. He wishes that she would give him a piece of her thoughts. With a heavy heart, he walked to her and wrapped his arms around her, even if she didn't like being touched.   "What do you want? Name it. All I ask in return is your love."