I twirled the swivel seat round as I sipped the coffee from my Stanley cup. My Assistant Sharon stood by the side, her fingers poking and scrolling the mouse pad of the laptop in her hand with her eyes fixed on the screen.“Ma’am we have to send the app prototype to the clients from the UK before the end of the day. I just received an email from them”. She told me, her face held a very serious look. She was the kind of assistant that makes you get on your toes all the time. Every detail laid was accurate.“Sharon, the app isn't properly working yet. I still have a couple of meetings to hold with the developers. I think you should fix a meeting for tomorrow at, let's say 10am. So I can at least see what they've been working on”.“Jade and Lauren have been working tirelessly. I saw them early this morning putting ideas together. I tell you ma'am this is going to be hit by the time they are done”. She had that grin that speaks of confidence. I was sure too. I trust them with my life to d
The Italian air flight left Falcone-Borsellino Airport in Palermo Sicily at sixty forty in the morning, which meant I slept for about three hours, not just my regular one if I didn't have anywhere important to go. When the flight landed safely at the John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York I knew I had escaped from the night mare Belinda and her rude son have put me through the past three weeks. I promised not to come running, looking for Guilliana but right now I think I was going crazy having that God forsaken lady at my house. I had doubts that that boy she claimed was mine was actually mine but with each minute and each passing day I see the traits bold and clear. I couldn't deny my blood. As the house keeper at the home showed me to my room, I did a quick inspection of the room and fell asleep on the sofa. By morning I knew it was time to make the big move. To go see the woman that makes my heart beat. Snatching my phone from the side of the nightstand I dialled my aid
Still dealing with Guilliana's decision to leave with my son, I laid on the bed in my room scrolling through the internet. Today I left the warehouse quite early to settle a couple of things at home. The entire Sicily air was beginning to rip my ribs off, the dirtiest games, the enemies made. I caught myself a couple of times growling rather than smiling lately. As I ladies back on the bed struggling to get at least a little nap before the event in the evening a soft knock came on my door. I stormed off from the room barefoot and headed to the door. I grabbed the knob and opened the door to meet two sets of confused eyes.“What do you want?” I asked. It was the chef. The new one my mother had just hired a few weeks ago.“Sir, there's someone here to see you”. she announced.“Who could that be?” She looked down in guilt as I queried her. “I have no idea sir”.“You didn't ask for the person's name and you show up here to tell me I have a guest? Go back and tell them I am not here”. I
Richard, what have you done?”I asked as I surveyed the entire living room. It's been only a year and everything seems different here. There were red petals on the flower leading to a post that says “welcome home mother and son”. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen or should I say the most thoughtful thing anyone had done. My eyes flickered with tears pricking the sides threatening to let loose. I dapped the sides of my eyes quickly with the handkerchief I pulled off from my jacket.“What, you don't like surprises?” He asked, grinning at me like a toddler with chocolate.“Dont get me wrong Richard. I love everything but I didn't just know how to react. No one had ever done this for me”. I was sincere with my words. Richard shrugged his lips, spreading as she calculated the next words to say.“You deserve this and more”. He said. I crashed into his arms for a warm hug. His sweet cologne running off my nostrils as I buried my nose on his neck. Suddenly realizing I have a not
The next day Lisa and Maria showed up at the airport to bid us goodbye. The air was crisp and fresh as we walked to board the plane. “Gui, I will visit you soon please take good care of my godson”. Maria spoke, her eyes filled with tears. I was crying too but I managed to conceal it in the dark shades I wore.“I will be Maria. And you can always come to see us. I have a whole room set up for you too Lisa”. I told both of them. “Be safe sisters”. We all hugged. The other passengers were boarding the plane as the air hostess ushered them to their seats.Gio and I walked into the plane waving Maria and Lisa goodbye. The pain of leaving them pierced my heart as I looked out the window. The moment the hostess closed the door. They got into the car and drove off.In about eight hours our flight landed in America. The fresh smell of the blooming trees wafted my nostrils. The air smelt fresher and lighter, not like the dead air in Sicily. I loved it here. We strolled off to get our bags. Gi
By the time I got the house the nanny had Gio ready as instructed. Mrs. Salvatore was in the living room when I got in. “Guilliana!” She called my name as her eyes dropped with empathy. “Mrs. Salvatore” “You can call me mom now”. She said to me as she reached out to hug me. I felt uncomfortable as I hugged her though. The guilt from the previous night still clung in my heart. She held my face in her hands.“You can always bring the boy here to visit me. I know my son can be a jerk and he doesn't know a good woman when he sees one but I would love to tell you as a mother that if you get a chance to find genuine love outside my family then you shouldn't hesitate to be happy but if fate brings you and Dominico again, it would be the happiest thing that would ever be to me in the face of the earth”. Her face etched with worry and concern while her eyes held a countenance that conveyed vulnerability. Lady Salvatore was one of the kindest women I have ever met, except for the times she w