The Boy. 3

I looked around, and I saw a black Lamborghini, maybe that's the car Isabella brought, and I heard her telling the Nanny and her driver to use that home. I guess they are inside, that's why the front door isn't locked.

"Girl!!!!!" They both yelled so loud when Pablo went inside, shocking the shit outta me. I wasn't even expecting that much noise, because I still don't know what this is about…

"Wait. Please, you would wake the boys up." I scolded without battling my eyes.

"Okay… But then Daddy's gonna pound you tonight and he wants you to only cuss in Italian. Daddy vuole che parli solo italiano. (Daddy wants you to speak only Italian)

"Wait. Is that what this fuss is all about?" I asked with a frown.

"Don't give us that look mama bear, your eyes are going to be rolling in about a few hours from now."

"He's my fiancee!" I tried to remind them, maybe that would click in their head.

"And who told you we don't know, we just want to teach things that would make tonight one he wo