Chapter 26 BETWEEN MY FATHER AND MY LOVER
The next couple of days almost felt like they had flashed by. All I had been thinking about all week was meeting my father.
Today was the day. I look at myself in the mirror, noticing how much I've changed since coming here. I looked healthier, my skin glowing and there were no bruises or marks from beatings.
I was dressed in a grey long sleeve and blue jeans with white air forces. We had agreed on talking during lunch in the gardens.
Conner was gone for some 'business trip' that I'm nearly sure was just illegal business so he had to have Matteo watch over me just in case anything happened.
I didn't even get to say bye to him..
Apparently it was some emergency and he had to leave immediately. Well, at least that's what Matteo said.
I hear a knock on my door and sigh, knowing it would be time now. I walk over, and open the door.
Matteo stood there with a bright smile on his face, as if this would be some happy event.
"You look happy today." I say, closing the door behind me as we walk down the hallway.
" Of course I am! How could I not be so extremely thrilled to watch you and your dad talk for the next 3 hours." Matteo says sarcastically.
"I'm happy you're just as excited as I am." I joke, feeling my nerves rise as we get closer to the gardens.
"Oh come on, don't be so nervous, if anything goes wrong I'm in the mood to kill today." Matteo shrugs, opening the door for me.
I give him a fake smile, squinting my eyes as soon as I walk out. It was bright outside, and the air smelt fresh.
" He's not here?" I mumble to myself as we walk down to the table which was set with plates and drink glasses.
" How disappointing, I guess this means we unfortunately have to cancel." Matteo sighs shaking his head, albeit the sound of excitement in his tone.
"I don't get it, he's the one who wanted to talk." I mutter, sitting down in the seat.
"Maybe he's just running a little late, I should wait." I say, checking the date on my phone just in case I might've gotten it mixed up when we were supposed to meet.
" Fine but if he doesn't come in the next hour your second daddy is just a piece of worthless dust in your life." Matteo grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans against the door.
"Second daddy?" I ask, looking up at him with my eyebrow raised in confusion.
"Don't be so innocent, we all know you and Connor do some unthinkable things. So very sinful of you two." Matteo says dramatically.
" What? I do not call Conner daddy what kind of weird thoughts do you keep in that small brain of yours?" I scoff, looking at him unbelievably.
"Not as weird as those books you read." He smirks and I feel my face go red.
"I told you a hundred times it was just a kiss!
You know what, I'm mad at you don't talk to me." I breathe out, turning my head away from him as I look out at the garden.
"Your husband wasn't wrong when he said you've gotten feisty." Matteo laughs, and I clench my teeth together. I had to keep myself from jumping him.
Where was my papa anyways? I feel my anger from Matteo slowly fade away as sadness just fills me. I had so much hope, I thought he'd talk to me for once, like a real father would.
30 minutes had passed by and my head instantly moves to the door when I hear it opening. I sigh in disappointment when it's just the food being brought out.
I watch as they place the salmon, mashed potatoes and vegetables down, my mouth watering at the smell.
"Enjoy Ms. Conner." The man says, bowing his head as he turns to walk back inside. I look up as Matteo's shadow suddenly hovers over the table.
"I'm hungry." Matteo says as he looks down at the food on the table, a pitiful look on his face.
"That sounds like a you problem." I say, and watch as his expression turns annoyed. He lets out a breath, moving back to his spot on the wall.
"Why do you want to talk to him so much anyways? Isn't he a dick." He says and I shrug my shoulders, playing with my fingers underneath the table.
"Some people are willing to change." I mutter, trying not to remember the horrifying memories I had with him.
~ 1 hour later ~
"Isn't the cooking at this place just the best." Matteo says as he stuffs his face with the plate that was supposed to be my papas. He hadn't come so I figured I'd just eat lunch with Matteo.
I'm about to respond when I get a notification on my phone. I quickly grab my phone, opening it to find it was from Conner .
How did it go?
Me: He didn't show up...so I'm just eating with Matteo now
I jump when my phone suddenly starts ringing, a confused look on my face when it was Conner calling. I answer the phone, putting it up to my ear.
"Give the phone to Matteo." I hear his deep voice say through the call. Just by the sound of it I felt my heart beat start to quicken.
"Uh..yeah." I say, slowly handing the phone over to Matteo. He looked at my hand weirdly, food still stuffed in his mouth before grabbing the phone and putting it up to his ear.
" Hottest man alive speaking, how may I help you?" He smirks, leaning back in his chair.
I watch as his smirk slowly fades away, a nervous look in his face. I try to lean in to listen to the conversation but Matteo just moves his hand on my face, pushing me away.
I glare at him as he talks through the phone.
"Of course, I got it all under control." He says, handing the phone back to me. I grab it in my hand, sighing when I notice he hung up before I could say anything.
" He's busy." Matteo says and I nod my head, putting the phone back in my pocket.
"Yeah, so busy he can only talk to you and not me."
i say, watching a random bird fly over us.
"Well, on a good note he was talking about you."
"Really? What did he say?" I ask, sitting up from my chair.
"Something about if I ever try anything with you I'd get my neck snapped blah blah can't touch you or he'll murder my family, you know the usual." He says casually as he downs a glass of wine.
I sigh as I sit back in my seat. " Do you know when he's coming back?" I ask.
" Hopefully today, it's his 24th birthday after all."
Matteo sighs as he gets up from his chair, patting his now full stomach.
"Today is his birthday?" I say, dumbfounded.
Conner didn't even make it seem like it was his birthday soon..
"Wow you really are a terrible wife." Matteo laughs, and I punch him on the shoulder in annoyance.
"Ouchie, that hurt." He pouts, rubbing his arm. I roll my eyes, not falling for the act.
" What do I even get him? He already has everything.." I say. Nearly everything he owned was undoubtedly worth billions, something a gift from me would never compare to.
"Well, you have two options here. You either give him something handmade or...head.
Either one he'd be extremely grateful for."
He really had no filter
" Hm I think I'll stick with something handmade." I say, trying to think of things I could make. I hope I had enough time...
"Almost forgot, his father is holding Conner’s birthday party at his house tomorrow night.
Lots of important people attending, it'll be fun though." He winks, and I feel myself fall deeper into stress.