One Month later
Fiorella's pov"My lady, are you okay with this dress? It seems so tight!" The lady that was dressing me up noticed."It's tight," I manage to breathe out."How can that be? I had this dress made for you." Dante sneered.I probed my mouth like a child. "Can it be that I've gained so much weight? Over the past months?" Dante giggles."Fiore, I'll be playing basketball with my friends from New York; one of them is Italian but grew up in New York. Let's go together,"
"Yes, Dante. But who are these companions?" I asked, looking puzzled at Dante because he has never mentioned anything about any friend from American that is also an Italian. "He was my senior back in New York. He's a legendary business mentor. I didn't tell him the exact time, though, but I decided to take you here early. This is my father's basketball courtroom," Dante smiled."You should have allowed me to stay home a bit more; I'm so tired and hungry too," I pout my lips."You're hungry?" he looks shocked at me. "But you ate a lot at home," He added. He walks closer to hold me.
"Anyways, we can enjoy this few hours to ourselves. Let's go and eat," He winks at me.
"Yey, I'm so happy; thank you a lot, Dante," I giggled.A few minutes later, we placed our order at his family restaurant closer to the courthouse. We order red wine and a beef sandwich. I looked at the food in disgust.
"Can I get something else?" I frown."What is it? Why? But you liked the beef sandwich since we were little; why are you looking so disgusted by it now?" Dante furrows his eyebrow, still surprised at my word of hate."Open your mouth; you'll like it, remember my mamma used to make them when we were little," He reinforced.
By the smell of the beef, I felt a pool of disgust switch in on me. I felt nausea and also felt like vomiting. "Take this shit away from-" I gulp as a saucy liquid forms in my throat. "What's wrong? Fiorella..." Dante immediately called, looking worried at me.I started throwing up on the floor, I couldn't help it, neither could I hold it in any longer."My lady, are you okay?" Her maid that follows them around looked afraid at her actions."There are medical services at the basketball courtroom; how can I carry you there, my lady?" She sounds worried. Dante was looking so confused, not knowing what to do or what to say. "No need for that," I wipe the drool off my lips with my handkerchief."I'm just feeling slight nausea after perceiving the beef in the sandwich. I'll be fine after I get some rest. Thanks, Lisa," I manage to smile at her.
She returned the smiling gesture. "Oh okay, it's perfectly normal; when I was pregnant with my second child, I would get sick even at the smell of food and delicacy that I loved the most," She tooth a grin.Preg...Pregnant? No, this is impossible...how could I be so foolish? My eyes are shocked as my heartbeat accelerates. I turn away, looking terrified at Dante."Fiorella!" he exclaimed immediately ran out; he ran after me.—Where am I? I struggled to get up; I felt so heavy; I managed to open my eyes, but it stopped midway at the white wall. Everything in the room is all white."Where is this place?" I stuttered. I turn to look at my side to see my mamma looking out the window."Mamma?" I struggled to call.
She slowly turns around with a peep of anger swirling in her eyes."Whose child is it?" She asked.
Hearing this, I cringed, looking shocked at my mother's angry side. How will she believe me if I tell her that I don't know who it is? Will she believe me? I don't know who the father is. Should I tell her that when I woke up in the hotel room that I was alone? "Ma, I don't know. I should've told you what happened the day I left to get Dante, but I was scared that you wouldn't believe me at all if I've told you. I don't know who that man is. I lodged at the hotel room that Dante always stays in when he is closed from school. I was expecting him that day, but he called that his flight was delayed. I felt sad, and I drank up the bottle of wine that I had prepared for us, but when I woke up in the morning, I felt so sore down my womanhood. I didn't know who that man was. I swear," I cried out in disbelief." Fiorella dear, why are you so naive?" She looks at me like the sinner that I am. She walks closer to me with a pitiful face as tears rush down her face. She holds my shoulders.
"Dante will never accept this child. Get rid of this child right now, and you will be happy as you used to," She added.
"Get rid of the child?" I look disappointed in her."Dante said you both can still get married if you cut your ties with the child's father. He will accept the child, but you will still bore him his children too," My mother voiced out, trying to convince me.
"He...he did say so?" I stuttered in disbelieve. I burst out in tears.
"Dante knows about it already? He knows now. He would never accept me again...nothing is going to be the same ever again,"
Immediately I raised my head. My eyes landed on a shocking figure. I cringed. "Signora Mancini?" I stammered. "Mamma," I added."Signora Aria Mancini?" My mother said, looking puzzled at Dante's mother.
Signora Aria Mancini, a forty-three-year-old fashionista woman. The birth mother of Dante, she is a very vibrant politician and very well educated.Still in shock."You're not fit to call me that, Fiorella, if it were not for the good friendship with your late father and your still alive grandfather, do you think that you're fit to get married into the Mancini family? I didn't expect you to repeat the same mistake of life your mother made," She frowns in anger as she continues.
"Everybody knows that your mother, here, had you at an early age. As a teenager, she gave birth to you, and now she didn't even know who your real birth father is until now." She roars."Why did you say that about my Mamma?" I looked surprised at how Dante's mother could badmouth my mother right in her face.Dante...it turns out that in your mind that my family is a low class. This is how your family sees my family. Suddenly, that same girl that was saying trash about my mother and me a month ago walked in with a smirk on her face as she pats Dante's mother on her shoulders. "It's okay, Aunty. It's a good thing that she was caught this early. Otherwise, Dante would have been nursing another man's child, and also he would've still treasured her and even raised the bastard child for her," She frowns. Dante's mother turns to look at the lady. "Mira, from now on, I approve of you to be the new fiancé of Dante," She announced. With this, she smiled with a nod.Zelmira Ancelotti, daughter of an upper-class politician family, a twenty-four-year-old cosmetic surgeon, model, and a spoilt brat. She's a family friend to the Mancini and has been eying Dante since childhood. I get it now. My family is a laughingstock of the whole of Sicily. I get it now. I'm nobody, but how is that my fault? I raised my head to see Dante staring sadly at me without a word. "Dante...We're done! We're over," I voiced out.He looked shocked at me. He rushed up to me on the bed. He held my shoulders. He seems like a madman. He shook me to wake up from my dream."Why do you love him so much? I just left for five years, and you're already in love with someone else? Fiorella, what happened to the love you had for me?" He sniffs are tears drops from his eyes.
"I don't care about your betrayal of the past, as long as you stay with me and remain loyal from now on. We can still start over. We can still have our very own baby, my kids; I want them to have you as their mother," He talks faster, which is not his normal state."I'm so sorry, Dante. I'm not going to get rid of this child. I am the one that made this mistake, I was being too naive about everything, but as for this child that is inside of me, I can't get rid of it. If my mother had done the same with me, I wouldn't be here today; you would never have heard of me. Despite everything, my mother never gave up on me. Since I've given it life, I won't give myself the right to take its life away," I look down at the hand that I placed on my still yet flat stomach."Fiorella?" Dante whispered in a depressed state."Dante!" I called, looking up at him, who had tears running down his face.
"if I tell you that...that I had never betrayed you, will you believe me?" I asked.
"Fiorella...I-" He stammered. He was looking so lost in my eyes.
"Will you believe me?"SIX YEARS LATER"What?" Laura Tosseli yelled in shock as she slowly dropped her glass of wine. She looks deeply into Fiorella's eyes. With her brown hair in a ponytail and her clean navy blue guarded suit, she looks across the table at her best friend. "Twin baby? A boy and a girl? How the fuck did it happen?"Laura Tosseli continues. "Is that true? So you just broke up with Dante like this? And live for six years. Just you and the two babies?" She looks disturbed.Fiorella Evette looks sad at her lasagna noodles. "Yes, it's incredible to think of it." She smiles, "I've survived six years. Such a long time,"Laura looks at her best friend in pity. "You will never know. It's like yesterday when my brother and I grew up together..." She sniffs. "Who would know that you're now a mother? All still curves up, your slim wide hips,"Fiorella giggles at Laura. "Common, Aura, I have no choice. I have two children to raise, and all are scheduled up. I am doing three works right now." She sniffs
The building is so massive. I walked past the securities because of my credentials and my ID card; they allowed me in. After passing the first entrance, I stop at the second entrance seeing a lot of guards, not just plain ugly guards but acceptable, sexy, and masculine kinds like the ones from Mafia movies.I halt as they turn to me with disgusting eyes—I'm not that ugly, you know. I turn my four eyes away from them. Finally, I halt at the main entrance about to open the door, which instantly did with full force but accidentally pumped into a colossal figure. I stopped as my ass found itself on the cold tile floor. I wince in pain.I hurriedly pick up my credentials that are now flying over the entrance floor. The idiot didn't even bother to help, and it's his fucking fault. My eyes landed on his arm to see that he had a massive rose, dark inked tattoo on the back of his palm. My eyes grew wide as I continued to stare, but he was putting on a black body-hugged suit that showed the tin
Unedited Fiorella's POVI pray he inclines toward the orange juice because his fiancee said so herself this morning. I exhaled, carried the glass of juice, and knocked on his door. "Boss, your juice is ready!" I said vibrantly with a nourished smile on my face as I slowly dropped the glass on his drink shelf beside him. He was busy typing on his laptop. Immediately I got closer to him; his unique fragrance purely slapped me. He smells divine—God lord, how can a man scent so fine?I shook my head, shaking away the erotica thought that was about to take place in my motherly brain. He's taken, after all, and I've been single for five-six year's but the last time I was intimate was four years ago. It sucks being alone."I don't drink just any kind of juice!" He savagely said. "Bring Avocado juice!"I turn cold instantly; his voice holds no emotion. His gaze holds the truth of endless wrath. It's as if I'm the reason for all the problems in this world. I cringed. "I'm so sorry, Boss.
Fiorella's POV "He's a maniac!" I mutter still in disbelief about what happened. I touched my lips and swallowed hard. It was nice kissing though , his lips tasted good, I didn't realise when I licked my lips. 'What are you thinking, Fiorella, don't give in to temptation,' I said to myself and took a deep breath. I walked to my desk, I put my glasses back on and started processing the termination contract. It isn't easy but I'm really doing well. "If he thinks I will disgrace myself or he will have a chance to make fun of me then he is mistaken." I said with a smirk. I continued typing on the computer, I started dozing off slowly when the door suddenly flung, I was expecting to see my boss, but I was stunned to see a beautiful lady walk in. She looks beautiful, she has a model-like shape, she's wearing expensive clothes but I can't figure out where I've seen her. "Please who are you?" I couldn't help asking. She faced me with a puzzled face, that face suddenly filled with dis
Tito's POVAfter leaving the office to get some fresh air, I felt suffocated with that insane woman. She's really testing my patience, if she thinks she can dare me, then she's completely wrong, I'm looking for an opportunity to sack her or even f**k her too. I wandered back to the office after staying a while walking around the company. I used the opportunity to give instructions to boys in my clan, they have to do something before I get there. Reaching my office, I pushed the door open and walked in, I turn to see my secretary sleeping on duty. "What the h*ck is wrong with this hag?!" I yelled with a growl. I exhaled in order to control my anger, I pocketed my phone and frowned heavily. I hate it when my workers are slothful, when they are lazy like there is nothing to do and I end up wasting my money by paying them a salary."You must be kidding me!" I shook my head and walked to my table, I grabbed the cup of coffee on it. Without wasting any time, I walked briskly to her si
Fiorella's POVI could feel my heart racing, I was so anxious and nervous when his lips got closer to my face. His sexy honey eyes are scary to look into, only his voice could make one bawl out of fear, but I finally turned and was stunned when his lips slammed in mine, this isn't the first kiss today but it seemed different, it was wild. He broke this kiss when the door opened, I faced the door to see his fiancee, my nightmare really came through. She came in yelling and even attacked me but I smartly moved away as she tried slapping me. I looked to see on whose face that heavy slap landed and it was on my Boss's face. I gasped and raised my glasses, I couldn't see clearly so I put them back on . I was shocked when it happened. "Dio mio!" Gwendolyn repeated, her hand was visibly shaking. Her face turned pale and a bit whiter than before. "I'm...sorry," She stuttered and put her itchy hand behind her back. I felt like bursting into laughter watching the scene. It seems like the
Fiorella's POVMy mouth parted and suddenly went dry. "I told you to keep quiet..." Laura scolded with a sorry face. "I didn't know," I faked a cry and stomped my feet on the floor. "What is he going to do to me?" I whimpered and grabbed her two arms. "I need this job, Laura..." I said, shaking her. "I-I don't k-know." She stammered because I was shaking her. I released her arms and she gasped. "Why must you always act crazy?" Laura asked and rolled her eyes at me. I felt so agitated, his attitude was so shivering, I wondered what he was going to do to me, he said he was going to punish me, what kind of punishment would he give me? Would he try anything nasty with me? Remembering how he kissed me, I covered my b**bs with my hands. "You should go, delaying will make him more angry at you, I've had my encounters with him and being late would make him annoyed, just go," Laura urged and pushed me towards the door."I'm scared," I blurted out. "You are a tough girl, tough girls d
Next morning Fiorella freshens up, surprisingly she's the first to wake up, she woke up even before Signora Ginvera woke up, which is unlike her. Fiorella dresses up in her usual style, she isn't fashionable, her tangled hair, the cocky and ugly glasses, it's just like a normal day but today is special. She leaves her room and goes to Signora Ginvera's room, she knocks lightly on the door. In few minutes, the door opens and Signora Ginvera looks at her sleepily. "Fiorella," Signora Ginvera mutters, her eyes then widens in surprise to see her daughter awake at this time. "It's still early," Signora Ginvera said and looked at the clock in her room. "Mamma, it's just a few minutes to seven o'clock and I don't want to be late for such an important day." Fiorella replies with a grin. "Is there any special event happening in your office?" She asks but the latter nods in negative. "No, but it's going to be special for me," Fiorella answers, giggling excitedly. "Mamma for today take c