Angels Don't Cry

Chapter Twenty

A/N: Leo in the media section! 

Valeria

"Come on poo-poo we have to get off the plane now." I said picking Leo up into my arms, with my other free hand I picked up my Louis Vuitton duffel bag and followed Nicolas out the plane doors, and down the stairs to the on waiting Mercedes Benz parked out in front. I stepped down as carefully as I could with my heels that I had on and wished that I switched into my more comfortable pair of Jordan's than my designer heels; but once I was on the plane I was knocked out from exhaustion.

It's too late now. I thought to myself.

Once I reached the bottom of the steps with the help of the nearby bodyguards, my bags were taken from and placed in the trunk of the car as I slipped into the car with Leo in tow. Who would have thought it would already be November? Not to mention it was only a day away from Thanksgiving; Nicolas's mother invited both Nicolas and I to spend the holiday with them and we were more than happy to join them...or at least I was, Nicolas wasn't so excited about having to share food with his extended family. As a matter of fact he filled my head with countless stories about his cousins, aunts, uncles, and other close family member's constant bickering and catastrophe over dinner.

I on the other hand was a lot more excited, not just for the food but to finally get to meet the rest of Nicolas's family.

"Come on Auntie, what's taking you so long?" I called out from the window of the car.

At that moment my Aunt appeared from the plane dressed in a very fashionable pair of bleached jeans, a blue-checkered shirt, a leather jacket, and a pair of Gucci signature boots. It always amazed me of my Aunt's ability to look 29 when she was 40 years old; not a single crack of age was to be found on her face; sometimes when we were out carrying our daily business, people would mistake her for my older sister or something like that.

"Don't rush me, child!" She called back as she slid her Chanel glasses across her face. She was in the back of the plane sleeping in the suite previously, while I napped on the sofa in the main area; she got into the car behind Nicolas, and after everyone had settled the driver took off to the Roselli residence.

Amelia encouraged me to invite my Aunt to the dinner as well because she wanted to spend more time with her, not to mention I was a little wary at first to attend because I was afraid of leaving her by herself during the holidays. We usually spent turkey day at Cara's family place or we would hop in at one of my extended family's dinners, most preferably my cousin Díon's house before we went off to one of the exclusive vacations that we took together, but there was always time for a change.

"I'm so excited to be in Italy, guys." My Aunt gushed as she looked out the window in pure awe.

Nicolas looked at her with a light smile, "I'm glad you are enjoying it so far, Ivy." He responded.

The ride was smooth and quick and most of it was spent bickering with Nicolas on where we should spend the winter holiday together before the whole actual Christmas week came. Every year I invited my entire extended family over to my place in the Hamptons to decorate the tree, eat, and just be around each other's company. I knew I couldn't fit everyone in my big mansion, that's why I bought the neighboring houses to accommodate them, so they won't have to stay at a hotel while everyone else is at the house; overall it was a pleasant event getting to see cousins, uncles, and aunts that you haven't seen in a couple of months.

"I still think we should go skiing in Switzerland," I stated my case once more after we had exited the car and the luggage men came out to grab our things for us. 

"I'll think about it, angela." He replied back to me in Italian.

Aunt Ivy giggled, "Just to think you use to be arguing if you would ever a new cell phone, and now it's all exotic vacations." She reminisced long with me.