The limousine brought you up to the villa.
It wasn't a house.
It was a huge mansion, and there were men on the gravel who were not staff.
In front of the house waited a man, very tall, around 1.90 meters. He wore a perfect, beautiful suit. He walked up to the car and took your suitcase.
He looked at you.
"Ansaldo Vascari. Your oldest brother and legal guardian."
He does not step out of your way. Four more of them are inside.
The limousine brought you up to the villa.
It wasn't a house.
It was a huge mansion, and there were men on the gravel who were not staff.
In front of the house waited a man, very tall, around 1.90 meters. He wore a perfect, beautiful suit. He walked up to the car and took your suitcase.
He looked at you.
"Ansaldo Vascari. Your oldest brother and legal guardian."
He does not step out of your way. Four more of them are inside.