Mike Romano

Chapter 2

I could not sleep. One because I was already regretting myself for agreeing and two having stress about not being able to work or see my mom for 6 months. Last night I asked my father for further details regarding the marriage of course. I woke up due to my alarm. It's Sunday and I should be having an ice-cream date with my mother but instead here I am getting ready to leave for Italy. I didn't have to worry about packing because one of the Maids, Vanessa helped me out and gave me the best advice. "Don't show him Mercy. Your not weak and don't let him make you weak. You are Moon Light and you can make his death look suicide." She told me with an evil smile. I will always keep that in my heart. But for now I did my usual morning routine but instead today I decided to wear makeup and make myself look pretty for this Italian guy and even dress in my favorite colour, purple. I did my hair in my messy bun and put on some jewellery.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked good but definitely unhappy. There seemed to be something wrong with me but I just couldn't understand what. I head down these stairs a last time as I look around my home, the place where I grew up, lived with my mom and just lived a happy life. My friends, my job all of them were here but I had to leave it all behind and move to Italy just to work from home. I looked at my mama one last time and gave her a last hug. "Te amo." I say as I kiss her goodbye
"Te amo." She says as I walk out and look at the black Mercedes Benz. It looked gorgeous and hot. But also a cute guy came out of the car and looked at me up and down. "Ciao, Bella."He says with a deep Italian accent. "Bella is my sister. The names Zorya." I tell him heading into the car as he puts the last suitcase in.
"Bella means Beautiful." He says. I rolly eyes. "I know idiot. I mean that my sister's name is actually Bella. Duhh." I say rolling my eyes before taking out my phone. "The name's Marcus if you wanted to know." He- Marcus says. "Ok Marcus. Could you do me a favor and just shut up?" I ask As politely as possible. "No can do gorgeous." Marcus says. I roll my eyes knowing this will be a long ride.
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The conversation with Marcus was just great. No I'm not being sarcastic he's actually a nice person when you get to know him. As I step out of the room my face all pink from too much laughing I look up to see a private jet waiting for well, us. "Ready Princess?" Marcus asks as he holds my hand and leads me my hand as he guided me into the jet. "Yes my Prince. I was born ready." With that said the jet took off and we were in the air. Only Seven hours left. Well I guess I should just sleep.