PIETROMy lunch has just arrived. My stomach growled as soon as my house servants came into my room holding my tray of food. Pericles stood by the entrance of my room, making sure that I receive all the help I need so I would recover quickly.Pericles has been supervising the whole thing. He also made sure that I follow the doctor’s orders and that I eat whatever is served for me on time. Pericles watched me like a hawk, giving me no space or no chance to do whatever I want.I slowly scooted backwards until my back touched the headrest of my bed as the servants served me lunch on bed.I honestly wanted to go back to my usual routine where I can eat alone on the table, but even that Pericles wouldn’t allow me to do it. Pericles is strict on making sure that I do the doctor’s orders. He didn’t want me to move much and put pressure on my my injury so I did most of the things on bed.I never liked eating food on bed, it reminds me that I’m sick as if the pain of my injury wasn’t a const
EROSThree days ago…“AAAARRRRGGGHHHH!” I yelled loudly as I threw the glass that I was holding across the room. I pulled my hair in frustration and my eyes bulged as I burned in anger. I breathed in slow ragged breaths as I try to calm myself from anger.It was Pietro. It was him who is making me this angry right now.I thought everything is finished. I thought I have already handled him and had him under control. Pietro was supposed to be a solved problem for me. I was supposed to be celebrating today after hitting two birds in one stone.Pietro would be dead.I would be engaged to marry Lucrezia.And I would be happily celebrating my already ensured future without anyone to stop me.This day is supposed to be a day of celebration, not until Pietro showed up alive and well at the party earlier without even a single injury on his body. The person I thought would be dead by now is alive and just appeared in front of me earlier as if nothing had happened. The guy I hired to kill him
EROSI held the fake smile on my face as I stared at Raimondo with an amicable expression. I’ve been holding the same expression for the whole day since Pietro appeared at the engagement party earlier. Since morning until now, all I did was present a smile and pretend that all was well with me as I hid anger deep in my heart. With so many guests present at the engagement party, I couldn’t risk anyone to see what I was really thinking about the whole event. It was easy to fool everyone and make them think that I was hhaving a good time in the party even though I was boiling in anger from the inside.No one would have any idea how much effort it took me to be all smiles all day and to keep myself from bursting out from the real emotions that were boiling up inside of me. Not to mention the time when I had a personal conversation with Pietro. I even had to force out a laugh in front of him as I play along with his pretentious facade. He had no idea that during inside our whole conv
EROSIt was so easy to fool Raimondo with words. All I had to do was mention my father to him and pretend to be a dutiful son that cares for his deceased father to make him regret his words.I couldn’t hide the smile on my face as I stared at his furrowed eyebrows and the far gaze he has in his eyes. Judging by his expression, I knew I already won him with my words.Italians are known for being family centered people. There’s nothing that Italians valued so much as families. We are familial people and for a man like Raimondo who have a dead wife and two daughters, I know there’s nothing else he treasures so well except for his two daughters whom he love with all his heart.There’s nothing he understands well but the love that a father has for his children and the love that children has for their father. Raimondo looked up at me when he felt my long stare. He was taken aback to see me watching him that he felt conscious of himself. He straightened himself and his warm expression turne
PIETROLucrezia never came back and she didn’t left any explanation about it. At first I thought she would be back in no time, but she didn’t came for two days straight.Without any idea of what is happening to her, I naturally felt curious about what’s going on with her. I know it isn’t like Lucrezia to just disappear without any explanation. That’s why on the third day, I decided to give her a visit instead.I thought I’d need to check on her to make sure that everything is fine with her since she also didn’t send me a message or called me either. I was getting worried and there is only one way that can stop me from worrying about her. “The doctor clearly said that you need to rest. Where are you going this time?” Pericles asked as I tied my shoes by myself.I looked up at him, droplets of water from my wet hair flew around, making my clothes and my bed wet. I just came out of the shower and I’m already wearing outdoor clothes which shows that I have
LUCREZIAI had already lost hope that Letizia’s advice would really have its effect on Pietro. She said that by leaving Pietro all by himself, he would feel very bothered because of my absence. She said that by ignoring him for two days, it would drive him crazy to come visit us instead. So far, I couldn’t see her words working. For two days, Pietro never came and I never received a single message or call from him. I don’t think that her promises were really working. As the third day nears by, I could tell that she’s growing anxious every hour as she starts to doubt her own words too. Letizia is like an open book, all I had to do is look at her face to know what she was thinking. She couldn’t even held back her surprise when Pietro appeared right in front of her.She looked like she saw a celebrity when Pietro entered our doors. Even Pietro felt uncomfortable by her stare that I had to step in and call her attention elsewhere before she makes a complete fool of herself.She wasn’t
LUCREZIAI tilted my head to the side as I looked at him more closely. He doesn’t look as pale as last time, in fact I could already see the faint color growing on his lips. It seems like he is recovering well and he is not neglecting himself.Of course with his consigliere looking after him, he wouldn’t be allowed to neglect himself fully. Since he was wearing a loose sweater, I can’t tell if he had lost weight and I couldn’t see signs that he is hiding a deep injury inside under that sweater. Although he is wearing black, I could still see vitality in his eyes and his skin has that rosy complexion that shows he is recovering quickly.I’ve never saw him wear anything this casual before, so this was a new look for me. He actually looked very unlike him. He looked more soft than rough, like a guy you could pass by anytime in the street. However, this isn’t the first time I’ve seen him wearing all black. He looks good on dark shades and not all people can look good with that color. I
LUCREZIAThe wait didn’t last long, thankfully my father had arrived before Letizia could do anything irrevocable and humiliate me in front of Pietro.I’m glad that my father was on the same page as me. Instead of making our guests wait or telling them to go back home and come back later, my father placed them on top of his priority list instead and abandoned all his schedule as soon as Letizia called him and told him about the guests. Now that we are all complete and the food is finally cooked, we all sat around the dining table with a large feast at the center of the table. Our cooks, cooked us a great meal with different dishes to choose from. As usual, everything is Italian, made by real Italians with real Italian recipe. Although we live in America and there are a lot of other cuisines available here, nothing hits like Italian. Italian foods just hit us in our hometown. I actually missed these foods we eat at hoe because in Britain, although there were It