บท 482: The Call For Gastone

It has been five days since the last time Lucia went out of her flower shop. She didn't like the pause of her plans but needed it to clear her mind. 

After all, Lucia had been restless and couldn't sleep well at night. Her dreams revolved around Gastone and the things she would do to him in bed. 

"Why can't I stop thinking about him!?" Lucia grumbled loudly while trimming the rose's stem. Her grip became rough, causing the branch to break. 

"Oh," Lucia frowned and stared at the red rose. Her mind drifted to Gastone's number, tucked away safely in her pocket if she would contact him or not. 

"Why can't I get him out of my mind?" Lucia murmured to herself, her brows furrowed in frustration. She sighed, setting the broken rose stem aside and attempting to regain her composure.