Love Shot

Chapter 2: Moving in

2 days later

9am
Carlos's POV

I barely had any sleep in the past 2 nights. For one, I had a lot to take care of, but I couldn't stop thinking about Astraea. She didn't look like she expected this, or rather my choice. Her sister is pretty, sure, but to me Astraea looked more...manageable. I didn't want to have to marry a brat. Yes, she doesn't have to love me but I have a lot on my plate as is and a bratty, clingy wife won't make it easier.

Matteo: Hey Carlos!
Carlos: Yes?
Matteo: I heard your fiancé is moving in today.
Carlos: Yeah, what's your point? Mind you, my dad requested it.
Matteo: Is it Camilla or the other one?
Carlos: Her name is Astraea and yes, she's my fiancé.
Matteo: Dude, Camilla was a way better option!
Carlos: Not to me. Last I checked it was my choice to make. She's still available if you want her so badly.
Matteo: Think you can get me her number?
Carlos: Hazlo tu mismo. (Do it yourself.)
Matteo: *scoffs* Quizás lo haga. (Maybe I will.)
Carlos: Grandes! Ahora, si es todo, adiós. (Great. Now if that's all, bye.)

Matteo left and I sighed. My dad has been texting me nonstop about Astraea. Speaking of her, it's time to pick her up. I was already dressed fine so I walked to my black Ferrari. I thought I'd pick her up myself instead of being so pathetic as to send a butler. When I got there, I knocked on the door.

Astraea's POV

I had just finished packing all my belongings. I made sure that I didn't forget anything valuable before going downstairs. Dad helped me with my stuff and hugged me.

Diego: Mi mancherà di averti in giro qui. (I'm going to miss having you around here.)
Astraea: Verrò a trovarti ragazzi. Ma mi mancherai anche tu. (I'll come visit you guys. But I'll miss you too.)
Valeska: I'm sure he didn't even come himself.
Diego: Smetterai di essere una tale cagna? (Will you stop being such a bitch?)
Valeska: Ha davvero ferito i sentimenti di Camilla. (She really hurt Camilla's feelings.)
Astraea: Per I'ultima volta non era nemmeno la mia scelta. (For the last time it wasn't even my choice.)

We heard a knock on the door and Mom calmed herself down. I opened the door to see Carlos. He was wearing a white dress shirt and black pants, the shirt revealed the outline of his muscles. One thing I can't deny is that Carlos is very attractive.

Carlos: Buongiorno Astraea. (Good morning Astraea.)
Astraea: Mattina. (Morning.)

I didn't know he could speak Italian. Carlos walked passed me to get my bags. For the Devil, he actually acts like a gentleman. He put my stuff in his black Ferrari and opened the passenger seat door.

Carlos: Do you want to stand there all day or are you going to get in?

I refrained from rolling my eyes and walked to that side of the car, but instead I sat in the back. He was temporarily shocked but he soon got into the driver's seat. I waved to my parents as the car moved further away from my home.

The drive was full of silent tension. I wasn't complaining because I don't want to talk to him, but it was getting uncomfortable.

Carlos: So, do you speak any languages other than Italian?
Astraea: I'm trying to learn Spanish but I'm not that fluent in it.
Carlos: Say something to me.
Astraea: ¿Porqué me elegiste? (Why did you choose me?)
Carlos: Porque tu hermana está de masiado llena de sí misma. (Because your sister is too full of herself.)

Oh so it's not because he likes me. Good, I guess...

Carlos: Your Spanish is understandable but your pronounciation could use some work.
Astraea: Thanks for the feedback.

And now the uncomfortable silence is back.

You could always start a conversation with him to get to know him.

I don't want to get to know him. I already know everything that's important.

You can get to know him on a personal level. He might not be as heartless as you think?

I'll think about it.

After the conversation I was having with my subconscious, Carlos spoke.

Carlos: You don't have to hate me. I know I have a reputation-
Astraea: Yeah you do. Potresti essere caldo ma non pensare che sto cadendo per questo. (You may be hot but don't think I'm falling for it.)

He stayed quiet. I hope he understands that I didn't want this.

So you felt the need to hurt his feelings?

He doesn't have feelings. What don't you understand about the term "heartless"?

You're hopeless.

DeLuca Estate
Carlos's POV

I parked the car and before I could help her get out, she had done so herself. Is she really this independent or is it because she hates me?

Carlos: I'll get a maid to show you to your room and help you with your bags.

Where's the gentleman that personally picked her up?

She hates me, why should I try to win her over?

Because you're going to marry her?

This marriage is fake.

Hating each other will only make it worse. Besides, if you show her who you really are I'm sure her hatred for you will vanish.

The conversation with myself was interrupted by my phone ringing. I walked away to answer, as it felt rude to answer my phone. I looked at the caller ID, which was Alexander, and picked up.

Alexander: Él no está hablando. (He's not talking.)
Carlos: El no hará cuando llegue allí. (He will when I get there.)
Alexander: ¿Qué pasa con tu prometido? (What about your fiancé?)
Carlos: Ella me odia, así que dudo que me extrañara. (She hates me so I doubt she'd miss me.)
Alexander: ¿Entonces ella vio detrás de la máscara de la ángel? (So she saw behind the Angel's mask?)
Carlos: Nadie en la mafia puede ser un ángel de todos modos. (No one in the mafia can be an angel anyway.)

Maybe she can?

Shut the fuck up!

I ended the call and put my phone away.