Matteo

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 3.

Aria couldn't believe the situation that was unfolding right in front of her eyes. She was getting married to the egotistical handsome mafia jerk, that she was ogling just minutes before. The man who she thought was hot enough to melt the entire Antarctica ice just in seconds. Uuuugh!!!  Aria.. focus... we are angry at him not lusting over his hotness - a irritated voice  within her yelled at her getting her attention back to the main topic.

Aria's father, Alessio Masello had just announced her wedding with Matteo Cortiano, the underboss of the Cortinao family...uuugh even his name was as sexy as he was. But that's not the point she was angry so angry that she could start baking cookies right and left and she hates baking to her core. It was one thing she didn't had patience's nor math for... mix 2 1/2 spoons of flour with 1/3 of another type of flour and scramble five eggs without the yolk. She definitely didn't enjoy the math touch in cooking - not her cup of tea.

Right after their dinner Matteo's father asked his son to show Aria their beautiful gazebo which was located in their backyard. It was a subtle nudge from the parents, so the future couple could spend some time together, get to know each other.

Arai politely nodded and followed Matteo. But inside she wanted to yell at all of them 'getting to know each other, aah that could totally wait after our first child was born.'

Well, you see sarcasm was Aria's defense mechanism to deal with all the peanut butter squash that went around her life. And talking to herself was like getting an expert's opinion in her messed up life.

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Matteo was genuinely surprised at his father's suggestion. Robert has never acted this way. Asking him to go out and talk to his future-wife and to skip their discussion on their new gun consignment. It was strange but either way he didn't say anything more like he wasn't allowed to question the boss, especially in front of others.

So as the good obedient child he was, he silently nodded at Aria gesturing her to follow him as he went through their side door, out to their beautiful patio.

He had nothing he wanted to talk or ask Aria. This was a marriage of convivence, and he had already accepted it. Accepted his fate.Now all was left for Aria to accept it her fate too. The sooner she accepts it the easier their married life could be.

The night was cold, and Aria inhaled in the cold air, trying to tamper down her anger.But watching Matteo's muscular sexy back move in front of him irritated her all over again. Cucumbers this man could look good even from the back. Irritated with her reaction more than the situation now, she decided to sidestep him and walk out in ahead of him in the open space.

Ever since Aria's devoted mother passed away she had never cursed or yelled at anyone. It was one promise she voluntarily made to her mother, on her dying bed. A promise she has all intentions to keep. 

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"Aria my love, my beautiful child, promise me one thing" Aria's mother voice sounded so weak and tired.

"Anything Mama, anything." The twenty years old Aria eagerly nodded her head up and down. She would do anything to make her mom happy one last time. Promise her anything.

Aria's darling mother looked pale and so fragile that Aria's heart ached to see her like that. Her mother was a very beautiful woman who made everyone happy with her sweet smile. Loved and care for her family. Adored Aria more than anything.

"Promise me you will...always listen to your father.. a..and obey all his wishes. Never let..a.."She coughs a bit harshly before continue."Never let anyone point a finger at you, call you motherless, disobedient, ill-mannered girl."Her mother's voice kept breaking down several times, but she kept talking, even when she had to swallow after every other word she said. It was difficult for her to talk, but she could stop herself.

The poor girl, Aria bobbed her head agreeing with her mother as she quickly wiped her tears off her cheek. She was going to be a strong daughter for her mother.

"You father loves you Aria and he will always decide best for." Her mother spoke again. "Never do anything that will put your father or our family name to shame."

Aria just quietly nodded agreeing with all her mother's last wishes.

"And if your father ever marriages again," She swallowed painfully as she closed her glittering eyes for a brief second "Respect her, love her like you love me, like you love your father."

They were the most painful words a mother could ever word, asking her loving daughter to treat the step-mother as she was he own mother. Respect her, to love her and to obey her like she did for her. But she knew she was close to her grave and her beautiful daughter was too young to have a motherless live.