The Mafia's Fear

Chapter 12 "Lunch"

Isabella's pov:

- Welcome! - Carla greeted us with a warm smile. - Honey, they are here!

- Oh, hello. Welcome! Come in! - Massimo said and we came in. - How are you, Isabella?

- Good, thank you. And you? - I asked while Lizzie tried to escape from my arms.

- Great! - he answered and laughed at Lizzie's face. - What's up, little girl?

- She wants to go by herself. Give her to me. - Stefano said and took our daughter. - Ok, stand up! 

As he said, Lizzie was standing by herself only her hands were holding Stefano's.

- Wow! Good job! - Carla smiled.

- Let's go, principessa. - my husband went with our daughter to the living room, I guess. 

- Come. - Carla gave me a hug and we followed Stefano. - I wondered how your flight and adaptation were, but I see it's ok. 

- It's more than ok. - I said and she laughed. 

- Good. So when will we hear happy news about your pregnancy? - Massimo asked me and Stefano gave him a weird look. 

- Massimo, I think, that it's better to wait for a little. Lizzie is too small and I don't think that we are ready for another baby. - I smiled.

- You are right, dear. Sorry for my husband. - Carla said and looked at her husband with a look like "we will talk later". - Anyway, let's eat. I ordered to make a real pasta for you. 

- I'm already excited. 

- So, let's go. - Stefano took Lizzie in his arms and came closer to me. We went to the dining room and saw a baby chair. 

- I thought it'll be better for Elizabeth to sit on herself, right? - Carla asked me.

- Yes, thank you. - I wanted to hug her. She is so sweet. 

We sat on our seats and maids came with dishes. Most of the time Stefano and Massimo were talking about their business while I was feeding Lizzie and eating pasta. It was soooooo delicious. 

- So, how is your meal? - Stefano's mother asked me and now everyone was staring at me.

- Delicious! Thank you. - I smiled.

- Well, now I know what to cook at home. - Stefano whispered to me. 

- You can cook? - I murmured back.

- Yes. 

- Okay. 

- What are you whispering about? - Massimo asked us with playful eyes.

- We were talking about our evening. - Stefano answered and gave Lizzie a spoon of yogurt. 

- Dada!

- Whoah, you are so smart. - Carla said and I smirked. 

For the rest of our lunch, we were chatting on neutral themes. Stefano and Massimo went to the office and Carla, Lizzie, and I was sitting in the living room. Lizzie was sleeping in my arms. 

- So how are you feeling, darling? 

- Good. I was thinking that I will miss London and my family but now I feel like my family is here. I know that it's too fast but I think that I will be happy here. 

- You know, when I was eighteen my father forced me to marry Massimo. He was the Capo then. First I was afraid because I didn't know him and even didn't see him. Our first meeting was at our engagement party, he looked so cold so I was thinking that he will kill me at any moment but I am still alive.