Chapter 34

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Fabiola's pov

Throughout the ride,Marco held my hand. I usually never felt nervous.

We chatted a little and listened to some songs Marco liked in the car

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We chatted a little and listened to some songs Marco liked in the car.

"Don't worry babe. He doesn't bite." he chuckled at the end of the sentence. He kissed the back of my hand. I just sighed and gave him a small smile.

30 minutes later,we arrived at Marco's former home. It wasn't anything like before. The house had been renovated and was more beautiful.

Marco parked the car in the driveway behind what seemed to be Igor's car. I got down first, grabbed my phone and put it into my back pocket.

My eyes wandered round the house. It smelled fresh because of the flowers which surrounded the front of the house.

"Come on." Marco took my hand after he came around,locking the car.

We walked to the front door and i heaved a deep sigh.

He grinned and held my waist pulling me closer to his body. I also put my arm around his torso.

Marco kissed the side of my hair. "He probably already loves you." he bent slightly and looked in my face smirking. "I'm ringing the doorbell and the ring looks good.."

I didn't wait for him as i got to it first.

Marco and i waited patiently for the door to be opened.

"Heyy!" was the first word we heard of a woman who was happy to see us. Reina.

"Rei!" marco exclaimed and we gave each other hugs. "Fabiola! Giirl i've missed you! Thank God you both are back together. I almost died seeing him gloomy." she added after hugging me and Marco went inside.

"I'm sorry for that." i muttered,smiling.

"Oh please. Come inn!" she pulled me into the house.

Marco had greeted his father and brother who were excited to see him.

"Hello." igor came up to me and we embraced one another.

"Good evening Sir."

"My dear,don't you dare say that. You are my daughter now. Welcome to the family!" he held out his old arms.  I wasted no time in taking them and we embraced one another.

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