The waterfall is magnificent. It's like a breath of fresh air, something I didn't think I needed until now. I walk around the waterfall with amusement. I continue down the path until I'm in the small lake's water edge with the waterfall above me, pouring into the water below. I relax by the water's edge as everyone else seems to jump head first into the water. I slip my sandals off and dip my toes into the water.
"I was think of doing your engagement photos here and at the gardens. What do you think?" Donatello asks. I stop dipping my toes in the water and freeze in my tracks. He wants to what?!
"I'd like that." Alessio answers. Now my jaws slack and my mouth opens up in shock. He just agreed to that?
"Than it's settled. Alessio pick a date and will make it happen." His father informs him.
"I think we had gotten several great shots today. Those would work, right?" He responds to his father.
"I mean they can. They make you all look lively and fresh." Donatello agrees with his son.
"Hold on. I look like a homely person. Can't we pick a day where I'm more suited for such photos?" I ask as I glance at Alessio's loungewear clothing.
"I think our outfits look wonderful for the scenery though." Alessio says as he shrugs his shoulders. I guess there's no debate with this one. The conversation ends without anymore thought to it. We all start to talk about random things here and there. My eyes kept watching my sisters interact with Adriano, Arcangelo, Alexander, and Antonio. At one point they started playing chicken. Tori is on Adriano's shoulders, Gabby is on Alexander's shoulders, and Arcangelo ends up onto Antonio's shoulders. This has me in fits of laughter at the sight.
"Do you plan on having children?" Mother asks. My face heats up from the question. I wouldn't expect him to honestly want to touch me. I mean he has his mistress and all. They can make all the children he wants.
"That's something we would have to discuss. I would love to have children one day. I wouldn't mind a little Isabella running around the house." Alessio answers. His answer shocks me. But I have no clue if he's being serious or not. His emotions give me whiplash. They change daily and I have no clue which side I'll get.
"I would say many of little Isabellas." Arcangelo calls out as Gabby hits the water with a huge splash. This conversation has now became everyone's topic to talk about.
"I could see a smaller version of Alessio running around." Gabby says as she splashes Arcangelo in the face. Dirty water going into his mouth. His gagging noise could be heard from the shoreline.
"The wedding will be held at your home. Have you all thought about color arrangements? Flower arrangements?" Mother asks another question.
"Isabella and I will discuss that at a later date. But right now, no we haven't decided yet." Alessio again answers for us both. He's on a roll with answers out of the blue. I watch as Arcangelo goes down from Tori's shove. His body makes a loud splash as he hits the water. Before anyone could fire off more questions, a phone starts to ring.
"Hello." Alessio answers.
"Alessio. Where have you been?" A female voice screeches in his ear. His playful and fun side has evaporated and I'm looking at a cold hearted individual.
"Ti ho detto che ti avrei chiamato quando avessi finito Ana." He snaps out.
"You been gone for hours. You don't have much time for me." I can hear he voice plain as day.
"Ana taglia la tua merda. Ti chiamo più tardy." Alessio again sounds angry.
"If you would read your texts you would understand why I'm blowing your phone up! I'm pregnant you idiot." She yells so loud in his phone as he's walking away; he pulls the phone away from his ear. No matter how far he runs from our small group I'm positive everyone here heard her.
She's carrying the heir to the Greco empire.
And just like that Alessio's mood has soured.
"There's no way. We haven't done anything in months Ana." He yells as he walks up the spiral trail.
"....."
I don't have a clue what she said but Alessio's face as darkened. His phone leaves his hand as he has thrown it. I watch as it plummets down towards the lake. It connects to the side of Antonio's jaw and plunges into the water.
I guess whatever she said has pissed him off. But what did his phone do to deserve such treatment?
YOU ARE READING
Tattered Love
RomanceWhen my family owes The Don of The Italian Mafia money that they don't have; how do they repay him? The answer, an arranged marriage. With whom? The youngest daughter, of course. Who is the youngest? Me. Isabella Morello. My life wasn't always rai...