CHAPTER 23

Ellen

At Riccardo's house, I dared to look around, explored as he told me to do, except for the office and the damn basement.

The house had twelve bedrooms, separated into two wings, in addition to the master suite.

A ballroom that should be able to welcome two hundred people in a good way. Cinema room, games room with pool tables and card games and other strange games.

The well-equipped kitchen, a coffee room in white and blue tones, a dining room with twenty seats, I counted one by one and a giant library, but the works were almost all in Italian, and those in Portuguese did not appeal to me not even a little.

The swimming pools and the leisure area with courts and soccer field. But the view was the greatest gift, I think if he deserved to be graced with all that.