The world revolves around POWER.
Power brings the money.
Power brings the respect.
Power brings the control.
Power owns the people.
Dario Romano may have escaped death yet again but he is far from the clear. A blood war is on the horizon between th...
"Well this is freaky. I mean I knew what to expect but seeing you guys in person is just weird." Camilla admitted.
"Yeah well believe me our first encounter was one for the books, right sis?"
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"Huh? Uh yeahh right."
"What's on your mind?"
"Everything. Dario and I aren't exactly on the best of terms since his birthday. No offense, but you're probably one of the last persons he wants to see Vee especially in our home and unexpected at that."
"I'm not here to cause trouble for you Kiara you know that." I nodded.
"So why are you here?" Camilla asked just as the door swung open and little Matteo walked in.
"Oh my gosh, he is such a cutie. This is Matteo right?" Venice asked reaching for a confused looking Matteo.
"Seeing your mom twice has got to be confusing asf." Camilla laughed.
"Mama?"
"Matteo, what have I told you about knocking before entering huh?" I scolded him. He knew better. He surely would remember if this was his father's office. Hell, he isn't allowed in there at all so he wouldn't have the need to knock in the first place I suppose. He kept looking at Venice and I knew it was a bit confusing for him. "This is Aunty Venice." I said not knowing what else to say. Explaining twins theology to my children isn't difficult considering that I have of my own. It's the natural shock snd confusion that has Matteo at the moment undoubtedly.
Footsteps approached the room and my body stiffened at the sound of Dario's voice. He was speaking with someone but they were definitely heading here.
He entered with Marcel and they both froze at the door morphing a shocked expression. Dario recovered quick though and his face hardened masking his expression into a scowl.
"Venice Mendoza, I presume." Marcel broke the silence. She simply nodded but her focus was on Dario. Her eyes zeroed on him with the meanest look I bet she could muster. If looks could kill, they would both be dead. This is not good.
"Dario-
"Kiara what is she doing in our house?" He asked immediately.
"I'll take my leave. Come on Matteo, give the adults some privacy." Camilla grabbed his hand and ushered him out of the room closing the door behind her.
"I'm standing right here, why not ask me directly Romano?"
"I'm speaking to my wife, Mendoza." He spat irritated.
