Chapter 143 She’s not welcome here
Giovanni’s POV
Due to being Roger's biological mother, I still wanted the best for Octavia, and my suspicions were confirmed.
Even as Cage chatted with Octavia, his gaze was fixed on Nora's butt in the distance with Molly, and I wondered why Octavia didn't notice.
She was smiling foolishly at his jokes while the man was lusting after another woman right beside her.
For some reason, I felt that regardless of her reasons for rejecting Hank, she had made a big mistake.
Hank never wanted to settle down, but after realizing I wouldn't have time to hang out with him like before, his priorities changed.
"It's true what they say, some women like trash. I gave up my most lucrative job to settle down, but no woman wants me, and guys like Cage get the best. What a waste," Hank said before running into the waves with Roger.
I wanted to join them but was too engrossed in his words at the moment.
His professional way of managing his mood when with Roger was impressive, and that alone was enough for me.
With the honeymoon I had planned for Molly, I wanted her to have as much time as she wanted with her friends because this was our bachelorette night.
By the time we wake up tomorrow, everything is supposed to be ready like magic.
The final team arrived, including a few business associates, but I didn't know how long I had to emphasize it. One of them came with a girl who wasn't his wife.
After greeting the others and having the crew show them to their rooms, I addressed the issue.
"Don Saint, I made it clear no girls," I pointed out, about to send him and the girl away when he introduced her. Meet Natasha, my daughter. Tomorrow is her birthday, so I didn't want to leave her alone.
Wow, my wedding day coincided with his daughter's birthday. That made perfect sense. "If she's your daughter, then she's welcome."
Natasha greeted me with a warm smile, her youthfulness reminding me of the time I met Molly when she was in college.
"Don Gio, thanks for the invite. This is so cool, and just to let you know, I'm a fan of your wife-to-be..." she was saying when her gaze shifted.
"Dad, who is that guy? I want him." She was referring to Hank coming out of the water with Roger on his shoulder.
His wet shirt clung to his hunky body. I wasn't surprised Natasha was drooling, but who knew, this might be a chance for him to find love.
If Nora and Octavia didn't want him, Natasha did, but she would be turning eighteen tomorrow, and Hank was around my age, twenty-nine.
"Don Gio, can you fix them?" Don Saint asked, putting me in a difficult situation. "I'm sorry, I don't do those things," I curtly refused.
"I know, but can you give her this room number and leave the rest to her?" Don Saint asked, earning a shocked look from me.
"Don Saint, do you send your daughter to every man she likes like this?" He smiled and explained calmly, "No, she's still a virgin, but this is the first time she has shown interest in a man. Besides, tomorrow, your wedding day, is her birthday. Having a boyfriend would be a plus."
One thing I learned early in life was never to fall in love with a person you don't know.
From what I observed, Hank was interested in mature women, and Natasha was not one of them.
"I have one piece of advice. Natasha has many years ahead of her. Studies should be her main priority."
Don Saint laughed. "You sound like a strict dad."
"Dad, Mom isn't feeling well," Roger yelled as he ran towards Molly. I followed suit, worry eating me all over.
Due to Don Saint, my attention had shifted from Molly, and I wondered what had caused her to faint so suddenly.
"What happened?" I asked Nora as I took Molly from her and gathered her in my arms. Nora looked helpless.
"I don't know, she just fainted. But from how pale she looks, she might be pregnant. Do you have a doctor around?"
There was a medical team among the crew, but before I could mention it, Hank was walking towards us with the doctor.
After examining Molly, the doctor said the same thing as Nora. "She might be pregnant, but I will confirm with a quick test."
Excitement surged inside me, but Roger's excitement surpassed mine. "Dad, I'm going to be a big brother."
"Yeah, come on, let's take care of Mommy together, but you need to change your clothes first." As I carried Molly in my arms, Nora followed closely, making sure she was okay before leaving my room after the doctor confirmed Molly's two-month pregnancy.
It was a relief to know this before our wedding day tomorrow and could not help remembering her performance on stage during the concert. Molly had been pregnant through those times and yet, we knew it not.
During our honeymoon, I planned to ensure Molly got the rest she needed. Roger had showered and changed, then lay beside Molly, resting his head on her belly. It was a heartwarming sight, so I took a picture and set it as my screensaver.
After making sure both mother and son were sound asleep, I went to speak with the planners. That's when I saw Hank dragging Natasha out of his room.
He seemed headed towards mine, and his expression was menacing. "Gio, warn your guest that she risks her life if she enters my room again."
Natasha was roughly pushed towards me, nearly stumbling if I hadn't caught her, mindful of my friendship with Don Saint.
She had ignored my advice and now faced the consequences. "Hey, babe, let's just be friends," Natasha pleaded seductively but Nora's voice cut through the tension.
"Stay away from me."
Rushing to Nora's side, I realized Hank's warning was justified. Cage was behaving inappropriately, and I wondered where Octavia was.