Ma

ntonio Ricci's son, has just arrived. I rest my hands on the wheels and move c

no use. That's precisely why I see things that others don't notice. And there is

as tall as I expected. His black suit is perfectly cut, hiding the details of

to our guest," my fathe

oesn't know that I could get up and walk if I wanted to. I

porcelain doll, with her light blue dress and gentle expression. Always ob

nd the butler announce

l for a man in his position. His jaw, though defined, lacks the hardness typical

ays, extending his hand. "It is a

ce is gravelly, but there is something artific

him: "My daughter,

l bow. "Nice to me

esture is precise and mechanical, like everything

ather says with a tone th

stant, our eyes meet. I lean

" I say, exte

is firm but not crushing, like that of most men trying to

eplies, quickly

my father explains unnecessarily. "Hi

ver considered my "accident" a tragedy. It was an

ry," Ric

ly. "It's given me a ne

t like it when I talk like that, with double

ther says, pointing to the housekeeper.

re is rigid, as if he is aware of every movement. Men in his position usually move with

your questions, Marco," my father w

ce," I reply with

greement is crucial. Sofia will marry him, the families

ut not to be who he

owns. "What

ific. It's ju

, his damn last name does," my f

lobby. I smile to myself. Out of it, on the

fter my "accident". I use it to go up to the second f

The recovery was slow and painful, but complete. I decided to keep it a secret when I realized th

s something about him that intrigues me deeply. The way he moves, ta

out arousing suspicion. Everyone is used to the invalid son wandering th

have mine too, and I can recognize the look

t. I have time and patience. The advantage of everyone und

an alliance and save his business. Little does he know t

ys solve m