My Lover is the Son of a Mafia Leader

.52

Author's note: Flashbacks are in Italic. 

.52

"We're here, princess."

"Can you stop calling me that, Kev?" I said, annoyed. He doesn't even call me by my name.

"What? You don't like the word princess?" He turned to me. Kev placed his hand on his chin, closed his eyes, and hummed. When he opened them again, he grinned at me, "Okay, should I start calling you My Queen? Your Majesty? Royal Highness?"

"What the hell is your problem?"

"I don't have any, but I am sure you have problems with me. Come on, princess. Tell me now before we meet your grandfather."

I stared at the house in front of me. Heck, scratch that. What would be the right word for it? Mansion? Palace? Kingdom?

My heart is pounding in my chest. I'm so nervous. It's my first time meeting the family from my mother's side, and I honestly don't know what to expect.

I ignored Kev and said, "Can we just go inside?"

"Wow, excited to meet the family, huh?" Kev teased.

"Shut up," I said. He is so annoying! When I first met him, I knew deep inside that something about him irks me. Pero mas lumala pa ngayon na magkasama kaming dalawa. Hindi ko alam kung hanggang kailan ko matitiis ang ugali niya.

"Mr. Conti," a voice spoke.

A man around his thirties stood atop the stairs. He briefly glanced at me then at Kev, "Mr. Allesandro is at his study."

Kev nodded, "Thank you, Paul. We'll meet him now."

The man, named Paul nodded and left. Kev began to climb the staircase, and I followed him, still feeling unsure about all of this.

I thought I could leave this town peacefully, but I guess I have to meet the family first before I could ditch this place.

Hindi ko alam kung anong mangyayari at kung ano ba ang pag uusapan namin. Buong buhay ko si Uncle Bern, Anthony, at Costanza lang ang kinilala kong pamilya at hindi naging maganda ang pagsasama namin.

I wonder how they will react when they finally see me. I have a lot of questions. Does my mother have any siblings? How many? Do I have cousins? Aunts and Uncles? I hope they're not like Tia Costanza.

What is it like to meet your relatives for the first time in twenty-one years? What do I say to them? Will they even like me?

I am nervous, but there's excitement inside me too. When Kev asked, "Excited to meet the family?"

It made me a bit happy because I feel like, finally, I belong somewhere.

When we reached the front door, two butlers and three maids were waiting for us. Nang makapasok na kami sa loob ay agad silang yumuko bilang pagbati na ikinagulat ko. Hindi ako sanay na may nagtratrato sa akin ng ganito.

As if reading my mind, Kev chuckled beside me. "Masanay ka na. Alam nila na apo ka ni Allesandro Costra, kailangan ka nilang galangin kung ayaw nila mawalan ng trabaho."

Lumipas ang ilang segundo at hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin sila tumitigil sa pagyuko at naiilang na ako. "Ano 'to martial law? Obligadong sumunod?" tanong ko kay Kev.

Binigay niya ang coat niya sa Butler na hindi man lang ito tinitignan at saka naglakad paalis. Nanatili akong nakatayo sa harap ng pintuan at napapalibutan pa rin ng mga tauhan ng aking lolo na nakayuko pa rin.