Chapter 37 UNEXPECTED VISIT
SOFIA
“God, please…Don't let him found out about my bleeding hand..”
I almost turned into a prayer warrior in the couple of minutes I was taken out of the bathroom in his able arms.
He laid me right there after a sweet and what seems like a genuine apology.
One thing I was most grateful for was the fact that I managed to take the tub back.
Damn…adrenaline is a freaking bastard!!
I kept breathing heavily, with my eyes going back to the bathroom.
Something just keep making me feel like the tub isn't properly placed to cover.
My anxiety flew over the roof and I had to sit up…”Are you in a hurry to.leave the room cause you don't sem.comfortable there?”
“Or don't you remember you have an injury in your hand?” Roberto spoke with so much sweetness.
“Hmm..” I muttered.
“You stay right there,” he spoke authoritatively.
“Allow me ease of your pain, darling,” he whispered in my ears as he climbed on the bed.
Why does this look like we are about to have another round??
He pressed my arms to the bed….”Mmmm…it hurts,’ I moaned.
“I know…” he said, releasing his hard grip a little bit.
He licked my face down to my neck and boobs and every interval, he licked his lips like he had had something tasty off my skin.
Whilst we were at it, the voice of Aria and Joanne spakred through the hallways like they were heading to the room we were in.
“Oh shit, who let those kids out? What the heck is all this?” Roberto roasted his voice.
“Daddy,” a knock hit the door.
I could see the anger that overtook the countenance on Roberto's face, “Don’t show that face to them, my Lord,” I said as I rubbed his arms with my hands.
“Pffff….” He scoffed out loudly.
The joy on their faces the minute he opened the door for them….”Katherina!!” They shouted as they jumped on me on the bed.
“What is wrong with your hand, Katherina?” Joanne whispered.
“There is nothing wrong with your hand..now I need both of you to tell me who let you out of your room!” Roberto interrupted.
The kids paused and it was as though his loud voice sent shivers down their spine.
“Roberto, please take it easy on them,” I uttered.
“Take it easy on them?? Are you really going to tell me that, Katherina??! So now you want to teach me how to raise my hirls??!” He blurted out of anger.
Before I could say a word in protest, Aria and Joanne circled around me and started crying.
“Hey come here….don't do that,” I voiced that to nothing of them.
Roberto walked out immediately. It was at this point, I figured, maybe it is actually true as I had seen it.
Aria and Joanne aren't his children.
They both slept on me and I caressed their long hairs whilst they did.
“So how about we play a game, girls?” I suggested out of nowhere.
I couldn't just let it go. I needed to satisfy my curiosity and suspicion. It won't be safe asking Roberto that question and I doubt if Lucia would know anything about it also.
“What game is it, Katherina?” Aria echoed. She was the youngest of the two and quite outspoken.
If I was to make a guess, she took after Roberto, always having something to say and bold enough to say it.
“Its a fun game of questions and answers,” I said with a wide smile.
“Does Dad have to join us?” Joanne asked.
Hell fucking no! The voice in my head almost bursted out.
“Its just us, darling!” I said in a haste.
“Now…my question, who are your real parents?” I blurted pit without holding back.
It felt so sharp, I almost regretted letting it out that quick. But it was now or never, Roberto could walk back in and that would be the end of it all.
The girls paused and kept staring at me in silence. It was a.dumb thing to do but I needed tonbe sure if they knew.
Aria and Joanne would be smart eneough to know if they were adopted.
“Its your turn to answer, girls,” I reiterated.
Before they could answer, another knock hit the door all of a sudden.
“Uhm….that could be your Dad…” my heart almost jumped out of fear.
“So, girls, remember the game is not to be shared with anyone, alright, not even Papa?” I whispered with a smile.
They nodded in agreement.
Inside, I was really scared I was done for.
If that was Roberto, that would be the first he would ask about.
The knock hit the door again and I just knew it couldn't be Roberto. Why would he keep knocking the door in his own room?
“Who is there?” I said as I managed to get up from the bed.
And right there was standing one of Roberto's men, the one with the mustache that always made me giggle whenever I see it.
“Madam….” He called me.
I covered my mouth tightly, making sure I don't burst out of laughter in front of him.
“Yes, is there anything?” I answered.
“Oh, yes. There is a young man outside. He is here to see you,” he said.
I paused.
I looked back at Aria and Joanne who were busy playing with each other. “Uhmm….your Boss isn't here with me. It's just me and the kids. So perhaps you could check downstairs or somethi,something, cause he left here already,” I said.
“You can tell the person to wait for him,” I added.
The man shook his head….
“No, madam. The young man isn't here for the Boss but for you. He specifically asked for Katherina..”
“Asa amateur of fact, Boss is outside with the man. You can check them from the curtains…” he said.
Say what now?
Here for me? As how?
Who do I know in Sicily?
I walked, my heartbeat racing in fright, to the curtains and opened it slightly to peep through.
Fhe first thing I saw was Roberto puffing his tobacco smoke in the air and looking towards the room's window.
The young man was standing beside him but I couldn't recognize his face from where I stood.
“Uhmm, do you know who he is? Did he say his name or where he is from? I turned to Roberto's man.
“Not at all…he wouldn't say anything till he sees you.”
Uhn???
“You should hurry up cause Boss Roberto is quite pissed downstairs.”
Yeah, the DeLuca doesn't tolerate unannounced visits. Its trouble for the Mafia!’