Alessandro

My mother was staring a very tired and drained Victoria down as she stood rigid in the presence of us all.

Valentino looked at her from head to toe as I'm sure that he was thoroughly assessing her. She didn't look like what he expected or imagined.

“Good afternoon, ma. I'm Victoria”. She said politely.

If there was something I knew about my mother it was that she wouldn't stop until she wanted to stop.

“You're the one who is trying to pin my son ...