I cant believe i've been so ungrateful to this man. He saved me in a really weird way.
"Well I've been quite rude when i should have been grateful. Thank you Vincenzo. I'm willing to give this a try"" tesoro you don't know how happy I am to hear those words from your mouth" He then backed of from my personal space, which was getting really hot if you know what I mean.
"Bella will you go out with me?" he said scratching his neck.
"Offcourse I will Vincenzo"
He came closer and caressed my face, putting his forehead against mine and said "i like Vinny better, i think it would sound better when you're screaming my name"
With that said i pushed him of and flipped him off " you're still an a-hole, you basically put me in this dangerous situation. Although you decided to save me instead to leave me to die"
" I don't know what i would do if someone were to do something to you, better safe than sorry"
i gently nodded said goodnight and swiftly made my way to my room and almost dived into my bed. Once my head touched the pillow i drifted away in sweet slumber.
I woke up to the birds chirping, the sun beaming it's rays on my face. Everything Vincenzo confessed yesterday made me at ease but still on edge in a way. I'll do my best to see him in a different light, eventhough him being in the mafia is quite hard to unsee.
My bedroom door was rudely busted open, continued with squealing that caressed my ears on this lovely morning. standing at the door frame was a petite lady staring at me. I decided to lift of the bed so i can have a better view of her. she resembles Vinny, so she must be family. the moment i sat up straight she immediately started to speak rapidly. I mean I know Eminem is amazing but he has competition. this lady was going ham, i mean pepperoni i guess, i almost couldn't understand a thing she was saying but i know she was speaking Italian.
i should say something, it would be very disappointing if she found out that she's wasting her breath telling me something and i can't understand.
"uhm good morning"
The moment I spoke she ran of. Look, if Vinny forgot to tell me that i'm living in a ghost house with dead relatives. Ill team up with his rivals. You can't do me like that.
"that's it! You will not drive me crazy, you crazy Italian, wanna be mafia boss, big house, chef having, art gallery having ass" I screamed as I made my way out of the bed down the stairs.
Once i made it to the kitchen, yes the kitchen I need a snack before I smack some sense into him. Can't do anything on an empty stomach. Think about your health dammit!
i'm scanning this refrigerator for food when i feel some one staring at me. i grab the only thing in front of me to protect my life. peanut butter it is! the moment i turn i around i notice it's an older version of vinny staring at me holding in a laugh.
"are you to wrap some Italian too and disappear" i quickly asked him.
"if you don't make me one of your monster cookies, everyone is talking about" he said chuckling.
"hello i'm Vinchenzo's father. you must be Evangeline" he said with a thick Italian accent.
"i am. how did you know that?" i asked.
"everybody is talking about you, as in the guards, the maids and Vinchenzo, you're a big deal ya know" he answered. Ah Vinny talks about me to his dad.
"so how about those weird cookies I've been hearing about. You get to tell me about yourself at the mean time" he said. I looked down and noticed that in wearing leggings with an over sized shirt. Bet this shirt is Vinny's. He followed my gaze and said " i see you're wearing Vinchenzo's favorite shirt" I knew it. Don't mind it though, this is the most comfortable shirt I've wore in my life.
"i should make myself presentable first if you don't mind mr..." i
"i don't mind, oh, you can call me dad" he said with a serious face. Then he busted out laughing. "I'm kidding Evangeline" " you van call me Lorenzo"
I nodded in a daze and went up the stairs to take a shower and get dressed. While the sentence "you can call me dad" repeated in my head.
authors note: i bet you guys hate me. sorry for the wait. one again ill try do my best.

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