My Italian Monster

Chapter 22

Leandro's POV

We all sat in the living room. Marisol and Giovanni were finally home. I was quite happy to see my little sister. Even though she could be annoying sometimes, she was still my sister. I loved her and I was super protective of her.

Marisol was a very cheeky young lady. My father's last born child. She was blunt, just like Lorenzo. They were not shameless at all. They both asked shameful questions and weren't embarrassed by that. But they brought a little joy to our home.

Giovanni DiVaio, my cousin. He was a handful. A lady's man. I mean, he got that from both Lorenzo and I. Giovanni was uncle Santiago's oldest son, the twins' older brother.

"So, what's good? I have been gone for too long. England is boring." Giovanni said, laughing.

"Oh, come on. Gio, you've been gone for like three weeks." Lorenzo mused.

"Exactly! Too long. I missed you guys. I missed aunty Vee's cooking. But, mostly..." he looked at Lorenzo and I. "I missed the ladies here in Italy." He smirked.

Lorenzo laughed. "I knew it." He clapped his hands. "My man."

"You'll never change, Giovanni." Marisol said, rolling her eyes.

Giovanni chuckled. He looked at the girls and then he looked at me again.

"So...when are you going to introduce me to these beautiful girls, Andro?" He asked.

I looked at the girls. "Well, Gio, meet Kayleigh, Gabrielle, Camilla and Starr. Girls, meet Giovanni DiVaio, my cousin."

He smiled at them and Gabrielle was the only one who returned the smile. Camilla was just staring blankly at him, just like Kayleigh. Starr was just not even interested.

Giovanni turned to his younger brothers, the twins.

"So... where's Melissa?" He asked.

Caleb gave a nasty glare. "Well, your mom is in America, working her ass off to provide for her children. Might I remind you that she doesn't have the privilege that you and Santiago have."

Giovanni's smile faded. "And whose fault is that? I couldn't give a flying fuck about that woman. You should be thankful that dad's even communicating with that woman for you." He spat.

"I don't have to thank that man for anything!" Caleb retorted.

Giovanni chuckled darkly. "Damn, you're an ungrateful piece of sh--"

"Hey! Stop it, okay?! Is it going be like this everytime we spend time together?!" Mauricio turned to Giovanni. "That woman you're talking about is your mother, whether you like it or not." He turned to Marcello. "That man you're talking about is your father. You two should grow the fuck up already!"

Giovanni still glared at his younger brother. Marcello returned the glare. They both looked like their father at that moment.

"Giovanni" his head snapped to me. I shook my head. He clenched his jaw but he looked away.

He calmed down before he turned to Lorenzo. They were always close. And I was close with Emeliano.

"Where's my father?" He asked.

Lorenzo shrugged. "Uncle Santi is probably at the hotel. He said he had some business to attend to." He said.

"Wait.." Kayleigh started. "This guy is your older brother?" She asked Mauricio.

Mauricio nodded.

Kayleigh's eyes widened. "But you don't look alike at all. He actually looks like he's Lorenzo's brother."