GABRIELE FERRARI
I am in my joggers and sneakers, shirtless and sweaty in my gym downstairs as I lift my twenty Kilograms dumbbells in each hand as I face the poolside through my glass wall. It is a good morning, and I did not want to disturb my fiancée from her sleep. She deserves her beauty sleep, and thankfully, she does not have to wake up early to prepare Massimo for school because it is the weekend.
I have planned something for Jasmine tonight, but it is a surprise. Trust me, it is a very short notice, but I have all the money to make it happen.
God, I am going to need to talk to Violeta about it. Just thinking about her makes my blood boil. Jasmine might want to forgive her if that is the reason why Violeta wants to see her but to me, it is not that simple. She simply pointed
