I was glad that Stefano had agreed to come along. As we drove along the way, he placed his hands on my laps. The gesture was gold as always causing a smile to pull to my face. He decided to drive the car because Marco had followed Tomasso earlier to the venue as he needed to assist with a few things.Soon we got to the venue and we could already see a handful of people sitted outside. While in the car, I called Tomasso that we were already present.“We? Who did you come along with?” He akedz surprise evident in his voice.A smile stretched to my lips. “How about you guess?” I asked him.“Hell nau.” I heard light music waltzing into the call. “You know I'm busy and I don't think I have the time for that.” He said.“Then I guess we'll make this a suprise.” I chuckled.“I'll be out there soon.” He informed.“Alright.” I said, before hanging up.“You look happy.” Stefano observed, intertwining his hands with mine.“Really?” I arched my brows at him. I didn't bother asking him how he was a
I couldn't believe my eyes.“What is he doing here?” I whispered.Sfetano shrugged. “I guess we'll have to find out.” My heart picked up an irregular pace as I lunged towards my father, the music reverberating through the club.“What are you doing here?” My hand fell on his chest as he pushed away his alcohol and fixed his gaze on me, surprise flicking on his face.“Bella, are you here?” He asked the most obvious question.“As you can see.” I snapped imapatiently.“I thought you said you'd stop drinking.”“Come on.” He held the shot scrutinizing it. “It was just one drink, nothing you should worry about. Don't you think?”I hissed folding my hands below my chest, my face tight with irritation. “You promised not to drink again. Wnat the hell are you doing here?” I fumed.“Baby, don't make a scene.” He reached to hold my hand softly and I looked away. “I'm just here to support Chiara and that's all.”I didn't respond, I just kept shooting lazers at him before someone rapped my shoulder
“Are you still thinking about what just happened?” Stefano nudged me.I shook my head , forcing a smile. “Not really. I mean I'm here for Tomasso and I'm going to have a great time here.”Stefano smiled, approving my answer.“Guess who's here?” Tomasso announced as soon as the music came to an abrupt halt.My ears perked up.“My mama.” He shouted at the top of his voice as an applause drifted over the air.My eyes squinted, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman walking amidst the light.His mother took slow steps as her gown swept the floor, eyes filled with suprise and gratitude as she looked around.“Mama.” He called out beckoning onto her. She walked towards him, holding him in an embrace.“So mama I was thinking about starting up with a bar for you since it was the only thing you enjoyed managing back then.” He explained as her eye misted with tears. “So this is all for you.” He waved his hands, signifying her ownership of the building and placed a key in hands, solidify eveythin
I didn't know if it was the effect of the alcoholic that I had taken earlier but my knees started feeling weak. The desire to let loose suddenly became stronger.As I walked near the main bar, Marco started following me.“Ma'am don't you think it's best you go home?” He asked, in a small tone. In fact it was more like a suggestion. I knew he was just trying to avoid his boss' wrath and I was trying to have some fun.I shrugged, “no, I don't wanna go home.” And there was nothing wrong about that if you ask me. A girl just gotta have some fun.Giving up, he raised his hands in mock surrender and disappeared. I loved that.Getting to the bar, I ordered for a shot of alcohol and another. I knew I should have stopped at some point but I kept going because it really feel relaxing to my soul andbI felt myself reaching a sweet high that I hadn't reached in a long time.Soon, Tomasso waltzed to the bar, his form blurry as his doe eyes widened like that of a doll. It was funny sight and I could
The moment we managed to get out from the bar, we practically pushed ourselves into the car, ignoring the confused faces around us.Our raced breath melded into each others as Marco turned in the key into the ignition. “We don't really have to race, I don't think he'll be able to get a hold of us.” Marco stated, his voice steady.Tomasso still scared, spoke. “We don't know if he came alone so we have to leave as soon as possible.”“If he came with the others they would have gotten a hold of us.” Marco interjected, glancing at him briefly as we curved into the road. “That means your mom would be in danger too!”“Oh shit.” Tomasso panicked. “You have to stop the damn car now. He might hurt her.” “You're right.” Marco reversed the car to the route leading to the bar.Unable to catch my breath, I spoke breathlessly. “So what happens to me while you all go in?”They glanced at each other as though they had forgetten that I was in the car with them earlier.“We should have dropped you hom
Marco glanced at me at the backseat before responding.I nodded, giving him a go ahead.“I'd appreciate if you respond to me in honesty.” The corp urged calmly but firmly.“Yes we are.” I said, calmly, trying to sweep my tension under the carpet. “Any problem?”“Actually no.” He replied. “But you have to come with us.” He pointed towards the corps van.“What?!” Marco exclaimed, his voice rising with my tension. “Have we been apprehended?”“Not in the slightest.” The cop guy smiled. “Me Stefano Carlo have ordered this for your safety.”I puffed a relieved a exhaled breath as a tired smile made its way to my lips.“What about our car?” Marco asked, his voice shaky. I knew the mention of his boss' name was scaring him because he had defaulted a rule. I wasn't going to allow Stefano punish him for my own mistake, I had assured him countless times but I guess he still didn't believe.“We'll take care of it.” He answered and gave a curt nod. “This has to done quickly so please could you kin
The moment I opened my eyes, I felt the sensation of Stefano's finger's grazing on my neck.“You're awake.” His soft voice, his eyes red.“Yeah.” I replied, attempting to scan the environment. I was in his room.I coughed while trying to sit upright. “Easy.” He said as he assisted me.“Maria, get her some water.” He ordered before looking back at me with deep concern in his eyes.“How are you feeling?” He asked. “You fainted the moment you stepped out of the car.” He answered.“Damn.” I wanted to say but my voice came out as a whisper.I rubbed my forehead trying to remember the events that had happened. In that moment, everything seemed foggy but I could remember going to Tomaso's mother's bar opening, Stefano leaving me at the venue…Marco urging me to go home.The memories came in little by little and now I could remember all of them.I sighed. “Where is Tomasso?” I asked, my voice croaky.“He's fine.” Stefano exhaled. “He's currently at the hospital, he was injured.”My heart sk
I honestly think I didn't hear him correctly.My brain struggled to process the information about Tomasso mother's death.I shook my head, pressing my hands together, trying to still myself.Before I could control myself, tears started streaming down my cheeks. I gazed at my husband, hoping he'd somehow tell me he was just being sarcastic. But with the sad expression on his face, I knew this will never be a joke and I'd have to accept her death.“How, how did this happen?” I asked, wiping my eyes with my bare hands.Stefano handed me support and I cleaned my eyes. He regarded me with a calm look, “I don't know honestly, but I'm certain Robin killed her knowing that will ruin Tomasso and probably bend him to do what they want.”“Ridiculous.” I spat out, sniffing my nose.“That's why he has been arrested.” Stefano chuckled darkly.As much as that piece of information was supposed to make me feel better, it didn't do much knowing that she would never come back to life. I sighed. “You a
Feeling tired of bed rotting, I found myself in the kitchen to eat. Afterwards, I stayed in the sitting room. I found myself wishing that Tomasso wouldn't come to the sitting room. As much as I loved him, I was growing tired of his incessant questions and nonchalant attitude.In a few minutes the door opened. My head jerked towards the direction of the door, had stefano come so quickly?I thought he had texted to inform me that he would spending so much tjme at the office today? What happened? Maybe he had forgotten an important file, I thought to myself.The door opened revealing someone I thought I would see. Maybe I had imagined seeing her in real life a few times but I never thought the day would come so soon.I opened my mouth to say something but the words died in my throat.“What are you doing here?” I said when I finally gathered the courage to say something.She took off her glasses. oh my gosh, I see the mirror of myself. I see myself standing in front of me. The resemblance
I held my breath the moment I picked up the call.I had no idea of what he wanted to say to me and that made me extremely mad.“Hey dad.” I started.“Hi Bella.” His deep voice came through. “How are you doing?”Not again. Could he just go straight to the point and tell me why he was calling?“Eveything is fine I guess.” I replied.“Are you sure?” He asked.“Hmm why?” I asked him, suprised.“You said I guess. It seems like you're not fine to me but okay I'll let it slide.” He observed.“Well thank you but I'm okay.” I added, not ready for any sort of long conversation with him.I needed to get back to bed. The reason I left the bed while having this conversation was because I was sure that Stefano wouldn't like the idea of me talking to my father. He had the mindset that anytime I spoke to him, I ended being sad. He wasn't actually far from the truth if we're being real.“So I called because of something.” Thank the heavens, he was finally saying why he called me.“I called because I w
A flicker of suprise crossed his eyes. “What now huh?”I sucked in a deep breath. I was about to launch into a full fledged rant and my look like a fucking lunatic… but I didn't care at this point.“Tomasso, look into me and tell me you don't remember a fucking thing.”He cackled. When he recovered from the laughter, he let go of my hold. “Hell naw I didn't even remember my name. Marco show me a few videos so I believe we're friends.”“You remember nothing from those video?” I probed, a part of me believed he was choosing to suppress his memories that's why the drugs are not being as effective as we want them.He hesistated. “No. And stop being pushy. This whole theatrics is old already.” He said with an irritated look on his face and started walking towards towards him room.“Whatever you call it.” I muttered and pinched my wrist. How long were we going to continue with this. I was growing impatient by the day. He had to remember. He needed to know we see siblings, he had to tell us
The next morning Tomasso insisted on sitting on the parlour with me while stefano had gone to the office. We didn't say anything, just glancing at each other from time to time.I texted Stefano to inform him of what was happening.S: Maybe you could engage him in a conversation, who knows if he might begin to remember somethings…I think he was right. One of the mistakes we were making was avoiding certain questions he was asking.Me: I'll try, I miss going to work.Stefano replied immediately.Do you wanna go back? We could employ someone to baybsit him.Then how is he going to recall faster?It could still happen. He just needs his drugs and need to be in contact with his environment that way he'll continue to have flashbacks.Thank you captain obvious. I teased.“So y'all said you are my guardians.” Tomasso asked and I paused midway the sentence I was typing on my phone.I raised my head slowly. “Yes you've been living with us.”“For how long?” He asked.I told him the accurate dat
The next morning, Stefano stirrred softly in his sleep as I watched the rise and fall of his chest.I got out of the bed with one intention in mind. i wanted to make him breakfast in mind. He has been going through hetic days and I suspected that he needed moments like this. Something that would make the corners of his lips curl with a smile.Heading towards the kitchen, I met Maria thre. I rubbed my eyes, suprised. I wasn't expecting to see her, she had been taking frequent breaks because she wanted to remarry. Stefano cared so much her and would always give her the breaks each time she requested for one.“Hey Bella.” She greeted, eyes glancing up.“Hey…” I hesistated. “Did you tell him you'd be coming today?”“No.” She shook head. “I wanted to suprise him.”“Hmm okay.” I replied. “I'll just assist you then, I'm trying to give him breakfast in mind. I hope he doesn't stand up from the bed soon.”“I promise you, he won't just yet.” she responsed and I laughed, holding the words with f
Stefano“Guess who I just saw?” I asked Bella other the phone.“I don't know.” She drawled.“Just think think.” I urged her.“I wouldn't know even if I tried harder, how about you just speak huh?”She was right. There was no way on earth she would have been able to guess Rosa's return..“I just saw Rosa.” I informed her, my mind still reeling from the shock.“Nah nah.” I imagined her shaking her head in disbelief. “You just saw her? Where? What was she doing?” All of these numerous questions were asked and I didn't even know which to answer first.My mind wasn't at peace… for some reasons, I knew Rosa had an agenda for coming back. I just hoped I was out of it and she wasn't thinking of hurting me or my family.“I saw her at the bar. I went to drink and she Sauntered to my direction saying she was.” I explained.Bella was short of words. She hesitated and that gave it away. “I can't believe it.”“I can't believe this either… if no one had told me she was the one I'd have probably miss
The moment we stepped into the house, Tomasso stood still. We noticed this because we were all seated while he was the only one standing."You should seat." Marco suggested, patting the space next to him.Tomasso shook his head. "Nah I'm alright." He continued to scan around the environment.I cleared my throat. "You can also do that while sitting." I said, my voice low."Not wrong, but I choose to stand." This version of Tomasso was rude but we'd have to cope and not take any offence."Okay would you like to get anything to eat?" I asked.He waved a dismissive flick of his wrist. "Nahhhhh." He dragged the words."I want to have a word with you." Stefano requested and we stood up."Excuse me." I said."Take the room at the left wing." Stefano insructed Marco and he nodded."if this used to be my house then why is he telling you where to sleep?" Tomasso asked."I think I need to ease myself." Marco said dismissing himself. He was tired as hell, having trapped with a bunch of question
"Doesn't seem like it."The words Tomasso had uttered earlier on made my heart skip a beat. I sucked in a deep breath, trying to hold my tears together.I couldn't afford to cry in front of these people.I stared at Stefano, and he squeezed my hands. "Try to keep it together." He whispered; he must have noticed the tears brimming in my eyes.I nodded.Marco visibly exhaled and then reached out for Tomasso's hands. "You think I'll lie to you?" He asked with a harmless smile. "They're your family, and they care about you very much. Think about it; they wouldn't have come again after you blatantly denied them."Tomaso seemed to consider Marco's words for a second. I held my heart in my hand, hoping that his response would be positive at least. Something we could work with."You're right." He shrugged, looking away."Or would you rather be somewhere else?" Marco asked arching his brows at him."Damn it!" Tomasso punctuated his sentence by slamming his fist on the bed. "Where would you wan
“It was the doctor calling.” stefano informed me the moment I opened my eyes. I met him tuckening into his trousers as though he was in a hurry.“What's the problem?” I asked, scratching my eyes and yawning.“I don't know. I didn't bother to ask him since he just said he wanted me at the hospital.” He explained as he wore his trousers.“How about I come with you?” I suggested. Right from the second I heard him say the doctor had requested to see him at the hospital, I had become worried. i knew i wouldn't be able to keep still while he'd be away. I would call life out of him. So i needed to be there with him“Sure I could have woken you up but I thought you needed the rest after how hard I made you scream.” He teased, a coy smile plastered on his Face.“Come off it bruh.” I waved a dissimive flick of my wrist as I made my way to stand up.I discovered I was naked.My hands flew to my palm. “What the hell?”He raised his eye brows in a questionable tone. “What's wrong?”“I'm naked.” I