snippets of VCY

strawberries on the altar and pool concussions

Wait a minute.

Why is she getting married again?

Standing idle, and lifting her arms and tilting her neck for the stylists to dress her like a doll in a pristine white long dress provokes these thoughts because one, Hong Cha Young hates being idle and bored and two, she seriously did forget the reason why she's getting married.

Ahh, yes, she thinks inwardly as a designer politely asks her to tilt her neck for the tenth time so that her shoulder's can be pinned and presented nicely.

The reason is simple: Uncle Fabio, the wise man but a mob boss, is her father's friend since they've settled in Italy.

A friend is an understatement; her father is working for the Cassano Family and is running 5 law firms they own.

And now that the man whom she literally thought of as a warm teddy bear filled with bullets and pistols instead of cotton is growing old and is unfortunately not doing well in health too.

Sickness and diseases are just too infuriating.

If they were a human Cha Young would put a bullet in their head herself.

And then there comes his adopted son, Vincenzo Cassano.

Who's been her cat and mouse partner since she was young because they both shared the same ethnicity and the same pain; losing their loved ones.

She lost her mother a few months ago before they settled here and he was unfamiliar and recently adopted by Uncle Fabio when they met.

But then they both grow old and with a few elements of cat and mice it got more towards the side of grumpy and sunshine.

And Cha Young isn't grumpy, so of course, it's him.

So, when one fine day Uncle Fabio called her in his office and she saw her father sitting there too, she knew something was coming.

This is because Uncle Fabio has told her she isn't to be involved in any business until she's gotten her degree and become the lawyer she wanted to be since young.

And when she brings up why Vincenzo Quassano is involved in Family business, he smiles and tells her he's old and needs someone smart by his side.

Anyways.

That was the day her beloved Uncle Fabio, whom she holds a lot of affection for, politely asked her father for this proposal.

And now it's the day.

There was no reason to say no, really.

If there's any man who's been with her more than her father and Uncle Fabio it's him.

And for the record, all the other snobby, cheesy Italians-including Paolo make her want to throw up.

So, in this case Vincenzo was ideal.

He's good-looking, she knows herself that is a huge understatement, sharp and witty and not only attuned to her antics but also indulges her better than anyone can do.

Never has she seen a single expression of annoyance on his face when he's with her.

She knows this herself, she's sometimes too much for people.

But she doesn't care.

So all of them can enjoy the ride to hell.

Now that the group of stylists has finally taken a few steps back from her and are leaving the room, she sighs and walks around because standing idle is just too exhausting.