Arranged marriage turned out to be all they could ever dream of and more: love, wildly burning passion that knows no bounds, beautiful children, dream home, valuable legacy, incredible heritage, successful empires that were built side by side.
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"Amore, calm down. Everything will be fine."- soothed my Cami, kissing me gently, holding Francesca as I am hugging Elio.
"I cannot help it. The last time Tini went out nearly cost her and us a lifetime of pain."- I replied, filtering my words because my wife and our babies are around.
Of fucking course, I ran a background check on that Nicolas Lombardi. I could say he is decent boy, same age as our baby girl, clean history, good family that own their own very successful business, he is the firstborn out of 12 kids. He also has relations to Mafia: even though he is fully Italian, his ancestors from fathers side got mixed with Australian Mafia, which is now under his father's rain. I know his dad, Giuseppe Lombardi, he is a rather good, reliable, honest, diligent man.
But bloody hell, it doesn't give me peace of mind. Martina is our first daughter, I have extra deep soft sport for our daughters, and there is no fucking way I can take this easy.
"Leo, Nicolas texted her address of their date because he understood your worry and concern. It doesn't get more responsible than that."- spoke softly Camila as I wrapped my arm around her slender, small waist, pulling her close to myself.
"And it got him only 0,000001 point from me."- I sighed, kissing her forehead.
Martina's P.O.V.
I smiled as I looked in the mirror, feeling so positively set for my very first date.
Nic said that it will be cosy and laid-back, which only boosted my good mood. I am not the one to take on posh dinners, impress with diamonds, scandalously costly entertainment or luxurious gifts. I am the one, whom you can impress with flowers, cute little surprises, affectionate and simple gestures, care, genuine interest in me. I will be over the moon with a simple date - be it as basic as take me to a cinema or on a walk in a beautiful park.
I do have very high stands. Papà showed me and my sisters how a real gentleman acts and treats his woman. He grants my sisters and I the world daily, mamma and papà showed us what we are worth and what we deserve, therefore none of us will settle for less.
I did neat, very natural makeup - primer, foundation, bronzer, highlighter and blush. I brushed my naturally nice brows and fixed them in place with gel. Then I applied a lip gloss on my lips that I got from my mamma: plump, full, pouty and rosy. Tidy hairstyle and cute, beautiful dress with suitable heels and jewellery. I spayed my perfume on my neck and wrists, being all set.
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I took my favourite Chanel purse and put everything I'd need inside before heading out.
I giggled as mamma complimented me genuinely while papà hugged me protectively, my small frame looking nearly invisible in his very muscular, strong, big arms.
