The Daughter-in-law

I sat alone in the hotel dining, occasionally sipping on my black coffee. I stared at the wall, thinking of last night. Did that really happen? And after told him I had kissed his brother I thought he was gonna kiss me?

"Coglione (idiot)," I cursed myself quietly.

"Mistress, are you ready to leave?" Carlo asked as he approached me.

I nodded, taking my purse and following him outside. He opened the car door for me, and I sat in the back. I stuck in my earphones and listened to music on the long drive. This time it was just me and Carlo. I didn't expect Vito to come with us anyway.

"Mistress, are you hungry?" Carlo asked every hour or so.

I would just smile politely and shake my head even though I was literally starving. I didn't want to be more of an inconvenience than I already was. Carlo was already stuck on babysitting duty for four days. He must've hated me by then.

We arrived in Milan at around midday. Instead of taking me back to Giovanni's, Carlo drove me to a massive isola