"Massimo, do you know what this means?"

I turned my head towards the window, looking at the clear, cloudless sky, then shifted my gaze to my interlocutor. "I will buy out this company whether the Manente family likes it or not." I stood up, Mario and Domenico also sluggishly rose from their chairs and stood behind me. The meeting was pleasant but certainly very long. I shook the hands of the men in the room and headed towards the door. "Understand this, it will be good for everyone." I raised my index finger. "You will thank me for this." I took off my jacket and unbuttoned another button on my black shirt. I sat in the back seat of the car, enjoying the quiet and the coolness of the air conditioning. "Home," I growled through my teeth and started looking at the messages on my phone. Most were about business, but among them I found a message from Anna: I am wet, I need punishment. My penis moved inside my pants and with a sigh, I adjusted it and pressed it tightly. Oh yes, my girl sensed my mood correctly. She knew this meeting wouldn’t be easy and would unsettle me. She also knew what relaxes me.

"Be ready at eight," I replied briefly and sat back comfortably, watching the world pass and disappear through the car window. I closed my eyes. Again, her. In an instant, I became hard as steel. My God, I will go crazy if I don’t find her. Five years have already passed since the accident, five whole years since the event the doctor called the miracle of death and resurrection, during which I dreamed of a woman I had never seen in real life. I met her in my visions when I was in a coma. The scent of her hair, the softness of her skin – I almost felt like I was touching her. Every time I made love to Anna or any other woman, I made love to her. I called her Lady. She was my curse, my madness, and obviously my salvation.

The car stopped. I took my jacket in hand and got out. On the airport runway, Domenico, Mario, and the men I had brought with me were already waiting.