A/N: Picture of Sandro
This chapter is now edited.
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The dinner was nice, I could say. Vito, Alessandra and Caterina kept talking with me, sharing the stories from Luciano's young years with me and Vito even offered to show me an album with baby pictures of his only son.
Luciano mostly kept quiet, but he didn't seem too mad at me anymore which is a good thing, I hope so. Him not being mad at me too much means I will be in less trouble later when his family leaves.
Which reminds me of his mother. We didn't really talked about her, but I didn't dare to ask as there might be all sorts of things wrong with her. She might be dead, I think sadly. That's not something I want to talk with them right now as I will probably say something stupid. Plus, they didn't ask about my dad, so I am doing them the same favor.
I smile a little at Vito as he tells me yet another story about his son. Luciano always was a troublemaker and he tried rebelling against Vito once, the key word being tried. He failed miserably as he ended up locked in a police station, because of drunk driving. Vito left him there to teach him a lesson. And then, after he got him out, he took all of his privileges as he had with being Vito's only son.
Now that is something I would love to see. But sadly, Luciano was tired of his childhood stories, party pooper, and suggested it was time for his family to leave. We said our goodbyes and they agreed on visiting soon.
Alessandra said that she agrees with leaving now that her brother is getting trained to be a good doggy. Caterina agreed and said not to be soft with him and to make sure not to let him walk over me. Vito was the last one to say goodbye to me, but he made sure he lets me know his son is a good person even if he needs some "training".
And then they left, leaving me and Luciano alone. This was the moment I was dreading the whole time since the dinner started.
I glance at him, but he is already staring at me. "We'll talk after we take our showers. And don't think I am not pissed with you." He says and stalks away. I follow him as I still don't really know the way to our room. Yes, our room. I'm tired of saying his room as he is obviously not letting me go anytime soon.
We walk upstairs in silence. He opens the bedroom's doors for me and lets me in before he walks away. He will probably shower somewhere else.
I sigh and kick my shoes off before sitting down onto the bed. I smile as I see my bag is already here. I guess the twins brought it here. I frown a bit as my phone beeps with a message when I pull it out of my purse.
I open the message and smile. It's from Marco, wishing me a good luck with Luciano tonight. I send him back a quick thanks before laying down and closing my eyes. I should really go take a shower, but this bed is so comfortable.
My phone suddenly starts to ring, making me groan. I bet it's one of the twins. I don't check the caller's ID and answer it. "Yeah?"
"Miss Alexis Young, I presume?" Says the voice on the phone.
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