The next morning, Marcello woke up to the sound of his ringing tone. He grunted as he sprung up from the bed, his head was banging.
"Fuck! How much did I drink last night?" He asked himself. Turning to the other side of the bed, he saw a naked Maria lying on the side. He blinked repeatedly, confused.
"Did I..." He asked himself but, realised his phone was still ringing. Slipping out of the bed, he grabbed the phone and answered it immediately after seeing the caller ID.
"Hey, Eddy!" He spoke, then cleared his voice.
"Seems like I called at the wrong time. Busy?" He asked.
"Uh..." Marcello looked at Maria on the bed and smirked. "I'm not busy at all. I just woke up,"
"Such a lazy Mafia Lord..." Eddy said and Marcello laughed.
He adjusted himself, sitting naked by the bedside.
"What about you?"
"Just finishing my piling task as soon as possible so I'll rush down to Italy to meet one lazy Mafia Lord," he said and Marcello's face brightened up.
"You're coming?"
