Chapter 1

Milo was standing at the opulent balcony, thinking about how he was going to break the news to his family. Milo strolled out of the balcony, he opened the luxurious door which led him to the grand enormous living room.

The living room exudes elegance and opulence, with high ceilings adorned by a grand crystal chandelier that casts a warm, golden glow over the space. The floor is laid in polished Italian marble, cool underfoot, and partially covered by an intricately woven Italian rug that adds a touch of regal comfort.

At the center of the room, a plush velvet sectional sofa in a deep emerald hue wraps around a glass-top coffee table with gold trim, topped with art books, a sculptural centerpiece, and a vase of fresh white lilies. Accent chairs in soft leather and tufted upholstery flank the space, offering both comfort and class.

One wall is dominated by floor-to-ceiling windows, dressed in sheer silk curtains layered beneath thick, ivory drapes with gold tassel tiebacks. The natural light pours in, illuminating every detail—from the crown molding to the hand-painted mural above the fireplace mantel.

The fireplace, crafted in white marble with ornate carvings, stands as a focal point, crackling softly beneath a mounted modern art piece. On adjacent walls, built-in bookshelves display a curated collection of hardcovers, fine sculptures, and crystal decanters.

Subtle ambient lighting—recessed LEDs and table lamps with satin shades—enhances the cozy sophistication, while soft classical music hums in the background, completing the air of timeless luxury.

Milo was in a vintage shirt and a pair of white pants, he stood on a height of 6’1, with an oval shaped head, and angular jawline, his almond-shaped brown eyes spoke life into who looked at it, his pointed nose was a significant feature on his face, he had full and defined upper and lower lip, pink toned gave him a youthful look, the 25 year old, had a wide bright smile— that smile that could draw anyone close to him. Milo had a clear olive skin, his dark brown was rich, slightly messy and curly. He has an athletic lean and toned physique.

His beard grows evenly, especially around the jawline, chin, and above the upper lip to his beard, giving him a sweet look.

Milo Butera worked as both designer and muse at GuTera, blending modern creativity with classic Italian style. With a sharp eye for detail and natural elegance, he crafted bold, refined pieces—and models them with his effortless charm.

“I’m going to tell them, yes I would” he said to himself quietly.

Giorgio and Valentina Butera were sitting down in the velvet couch laughing their hearts out.

Giorgio Butera, a powerful and refined Italian fashion mogul. The 65 year old founder of the luxury brand GuTera. Known for his sharp mind and classic style, he blends elegance with quiet authority. With his stylish grey hair, commanding presence, and calm demeanor, Giorgio is both respected and feared in the fashion world. He’s a visionary, a strategist, and the quiet storm behind a global empire. he has a strong, angular jawline, slightly softened by age but still sharp beneath his neatly trimmed salt-and-pepper beard. His nose is straight and Roman, giving him a classic, noble profile.

His dark brown eyes were intense and observant—often quiet, but never passive. They’re framed by thick brows, naturally arched, which give his expressions weight and authority. He has a bright personality and smiles fully.

Giorgio’s skin is olive-toned, lightly weathered from years of travel and experience, adding to his air of seasoned sophistication.

Valentina Butera, the queen of Giorgio’s heart was once a top model, and is now w the fierce and graceful co-founder of GuTera Donna, she radiates timeless beauty, with striking features, impeccable style, and a commanding aura. As creative force and businesswoman. Valentina is fashion royalty—elegant, bold, and always in control. Valentina Butera is the definition of timeless beauty. At 56,her face remains elegantly sculpted, with high cheekbones that frame her features like a classic statue. Her almond-shaped eyes, a deep hazel or warm brown, are expressive and sharp—always observing, always calculating. They’re framed by long lashes and meticulously groomed brows that arch with quiet authority.

Her nose is slender and graceful, complementing her symmetrical face. Full lips, often painted in soft nude or bold crimson, give her a confident, commanding allure. She rarely wears an exaggerated expression—just a poised, unreadable calm that leaves people guessing.

Her complexion is smooth and luminous, with a light golden-olive undertone that reflects her Mediterranean roots. Dark chestnut, always styled to perfection, falls in soft waves or is swept into a polished chignon.

Giorgio wore a tailored charcoal double-breasted suit with a crisp white shirt, black leather Oxfords, and a silk pocket square. A platinum watch and subtle cologne complete his refined, commanding look. While Valentina stunned in a floor-length black silk gown with a draped neckline and structured shoulders. She paired it with stiletto heels, diamond earrings, a sleek clutch, and a classic low chignon.

Milo took a deep breath as he walked close to his parents were sitting on the couch. "Mom, Dad, I need to talk to you about something," he said, his voice steady.

His parents looked up at him, concern etched on their faces. "What is it, son?" Giorgio asked.

Milo took another deep breath before blurting out the news. "I've decided to relocate to Hillsburg. I've found a got a new job there, and I think it's the best decision for my career and my future."

Valentina ‘s expression changed from concern to surprise. "Hillsburg? That's a big move. What about your life here?"

Milo smiled, trying to reassure her. "I'll be starting fresh, Mom. I'll have new opportunities.”

Giorgio 's face softened, understanding in his eyes. "We want you to be happy, son. If this is what you think is best for you, we'll support you."

Valentina nodded, though her eyes still held a hint of sadness. "We'll miss you, but we'll be proud of you no matter what."

Milo smiled, feeling a mix of emotions. He was excited for this new chapter, but he would miss his parents dearly. He hugged them both tightly. "Thank you, Mom and Dad. I promise to stay in touch and visit often."

Milo's parents sat on the couch, their faces etched with a mix of sadness and understanding. His mother dabbed at her eyes with a tissue, trying to hold back tears. "We'll miss you so much, baby boy," she whispered.

Giorgio put a comforting arm around her shoulders. "We know you need to spread your wings, son. You deserve to chase your dreams and build a life of your own."

Milo felt a pang of guilt, seeing the sadness in his parents' eyes. He knew they would miss him, but he was ready for this new chapter. He wanted to prove to himself that he could make it on his own.

"I'll be back to visit, and we'll stay in touch," Milo promised, trying to reassure them. "I just need to do this, Mom and Dad. I need to be independent and make my own way."

His parents nodded, understanding in their eyes. They knew Milo was growing up, and it was time for him to take the next step. They hugged him tightly, holding on for a moment longer. "We love you, son. Always remember that."

Milo smiled, feeling a sense of determination and excitement. He was ready to take on this new chapter, to chase his dreams and build a life with the one he loved.

Giorgio spoke up, a thoughtful expression on his face. "You know, son, I have some connections in Hillsburg. I might be able to help you get settled in, maybe even introduce you to some people.

I'll make some calls, see what I can do. We'll get you set up in no time."

“I really do appreciate it Dad, but I got everything under control” Milo replied with a comforting voice.

Valentina looked concerned, her brow furrowed with worry. "Milo, have you thought about where you'll be staying in Hillsburg? You can't just move there without a place to call home."

Milo smiled sheepishly, feeling a bit guilty about the surprise he had in store for them. "Actually, Mom, I've already taken care of that. I've purchased a house there."

His parents exchanged a surprised glance. "You what?" his father asked, his voice laced with astonishment.

Milo chuckled. "I know I told you I was going on vacation, but I was actually house hunting. And I found the perfect place – a beautiful home in Hillsburg. It was a great investment, and I think”

His mother's eyes widened in shock. "How much did it cost?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Milo grinned. "Let's just say, I paid $14 million for it."

His parents looked at each other, then back at Milo, their faces a mix of shock and pride. "Well, I guess you're definitely making a statement in Hillsburg," his father said with a chuckle.

Milo laughed, feeling a sense of excitement and accomplishment. He couldn't wait to show Soraya their new home and start their new life together.

Selena Butera, Milo's older sister, walked into the room, her eyes scanning the space until they landed on her brother.

Selena, the sharp, stylish head of marketing GuTera and GuTera Donna. The daughter of Giorgio and Valentina and older sister to Milo by three years, Selena, a powerful Italian woman—brilliant, ambitious, funny, and fiercely driven,

she possessed an oval-faced shape, high cheek bones, a soft jawline and narrow chin.

Selena had well defined lips, a smooth and clear olive toned skin and hazel eyes. Selena slayed in a satin blue midi dress, with a blue pointed -toe- heels to match. Her delicate diamond necklace, stud earrings and bracelet complemented her elegant appearance. Her dark brown hair was rich and fine. was styled in a low sleek bun.

"What’s the buzzing about, is Milo writing his death will?" she asked, her voice laced with sarcastic curiosity.

Her parents filled her in on Milo's decision to relocate to Hillsburg and his surprise purchase of a $14 million house. Selena's eyes widened in shock as she turned to Milo. "You're kidding me, right? You're actually leaving?"

Milo nodded, a small smile on his face. "Yeah, sis. I'm making a fresh start in Hillsburg."

Selena's expression softened, and she looked at her brother with a mix of sadness and admiration. "I'm going to miss you, little bro. You're really growing up and making big moves."

"I might visit you in Hillsburg," she promised, "and I'll make sure to bring my marketing expertise to help you with your new life."

Milo grinned, feeling grateful for his sister's support. "I'd like that, sis. I'll need all the help I can get."

Milo's parents and sister looked at him with concern, their minds racing with questions about his future. "So, what about your job, Milo?" his mother asked, her voice laced with worry. "What are your plans?"

Milo smiled, enjoying the surprise he was about to reveal. "Actually, I've already secured a job. I went for a job interview... or so I told you I was going on vacation."

Giorgio, Valentina and Selena exchanged a shocked glance. "You what?" Selena asked, her voice filled with amusement.

Milo chuckled. "I know I didn't tell you the truth at first, but I wanted to make sure everything worked out before I shared the news. And I'm thrilled to say that I've been offered a position as a Sales Manager isn't accurate, though. I was offered a role as an Asset Manager in the South."

His family's faces lit up with surprise and happiness. "That's amazing, Milo!" Giorgio exclaimed. "We're so proud of you! You're really making a new life for yourself in Hillsburg."

Valentina beamed with pride. "We knew you'd do great things, son. You're following your dreams and making it happen."

Selena nodded in agreement. "You're really making us proud, little bro. I'm excited to see you thrive in your new role."

Giorgio, nodded his head in acceptance. "We'll support you, son. We want you to be happy."

The four of them shared a group hug, holding each other tightly. "We love you, Milo," they said in unison.

In that moment, Milo felt a sense of relief and gratitude. He knew he had his family's love and support, no matter what path he chose.

Giorgio, asked, "Are you sure you don't want to take the private jet? It would be much more comfortable for you."

Milo smiled and shook his head. "Thanks, Dad, but I've already booked my flight in business class. I'm looking forward to the experience and don't want to be too extravagant."

Giorgio nodded, understanding his son's decision. "Alright, well, make sure to take care of yourself and stay in touch. We'll miss you."

Milo grinned, feeling a sense of independence and excitement for his new adventure. "I will, Dad. Don't worry, I love you guys so much.

“We love you too” they replied in unison.

The next day, the Butera family gathered at their roof top for a dinner party in honor of Milo's upcoming departure. The atmosphere was lively, with laughter and conversation flowing as they shared stories and memories.

As they sat around the table, Selena raised her glass. "To Milo, our beloved brother and son. We'll miss you so much, but we're proud of the man you're becoming. Cheers!"

The family echoed Selena's toast, clinking their glasses together and taking a sip. Milo smiled, feeling grateful for the love and support of his family.

The dinner was filled with warmth and affection, as they savored their favorite dishes and shared stories of Milo's childhood. It was a bittersweet evening, but one that Milo would treasure as he embarked on his new journey.

As the dinner party continued, Milo's mother, Valentina, couldn't help but reminisce about her son's childhood. She shared stories about Milo's first steps, his first day of school, and his countless accomplishments. The family laughed and smiled, remembering the good times and the not-so-good times.

Giorgio rose up with pride and a glass of champagne on the hand.

“To my son, I am proud of you, you’ve always made me proud, to Milo.

“To Milo” they all responded with happiness.

“I’m excited about my new job” Milo said excitedly rubbing his head.

“Go and blossom my sweet son” Valentina affirmed.

As the night drew to a close, Milo's family gathered around him, hugging him tightly. "We'll miss you so much," Valentina whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

Milo hugged her back, feeling a sense of love and connection. "I'll miss you all too," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "But I'll be back to visit, and we'll stay in touch."

As the dinner party was winding down, Selena playfully punched Milo on the arm. "Hey, don't think you're getting off that easy," she said with a grin. "You're going to have to come back and visit us often, or I'll have to come to Hillsburg and drag you back myself."

Milo laughed and rubbed his arm, pretending it hurt. "Ow, sis! Okay, okay, I'll come back soon. I promise."

The family chuckled at the sibling banter, enjoying the lighthearted moment amidst the bittersweet goodbyes.