The Matrimony

15// Manners

Okay guys before I start, I realized way too late that I didn't put the translations of the Italian words in the last chapter. So here they are

Nonna : Grandmother/Grandma
Nipote : Grandson
Tesoro : Sweetheart

And this chapter is dedicated to raeni06 and EkemaPrincesskate. Love you guys to the Moon and back.

Without further ado ...

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Alejandro

I was tired. Just damn tired. Of work, Diana and Nonna. I was on my way home from work. Staring at the buildings as we zoomed by and listening to Paco lightly humming. Sitting in the back seat of my Rolls Royce with Paco at the driver's seat taking me to Hell's kitchen. Why?, you may ask. Well not only had Diana and my grandmother become the best of friends, my grandmother now openly blamed me for our separation. She never failed to let show her anger at the fact that (in her words), ' I let a gift from the heavens go '. And you know what?, IT WAS FUCKING INFURIATING!!. She had so easily jumped to the conclusion that whatever happened between Diana and I was entirely my fault, taking her side and becoming her greatest confidante. No one cared about what I went through when she abandoned me. She had successfully fooled my Nonna and it just fueled the already burning hate I felt for her.

Hate Alejandro?, my subconscious questioned me. Are you sure?

" Oh shut up", I loudly growled

"Oh sorry Sir. I didn't know I was bothering you", Paco answered looking very scared.

"Oh no Paco I wasn't talking to you, I was just...", talking to myself. Not crazy at all Alejandro, not crazy at all. "Never mind", I told him.

"We're here Sir", he told me.

I nodded and turned towards the house. Here goes nothing. I walked up the stairs and into my mansion of a home. I expected to be met with Nonna's hateful glares, or Benjy's high pitched squealing, or Diana's mesmerizing...

Shut up!

But instead, I was met with silence. I walked into the kitchen only to find Gertie, my homey housekeeper. She was like those old ladies who made you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.

"Oh hello Sir. I'll have dinner ready in few so you can go freshen up and come down", she gleefully said.

Oh Gertie, ever resourceful.

"That would be fine",I was about to walk out when I stopped and turned back to her. She looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say something, "Where did my Grandmother and Diana go?"

"Your wife Sir?",I flinched when she said wife. "Oh I think they said they were going to the mall and they took Benjamin along"

I gruffly muttered a thank you and stalked to my bedroom. I was beyond pissed. You may think I didn't have a legitimate reason to be mad but I was.
Diana was out there playing the victim while I was blamed for something she did without even a second thought. I could've given her the world if she wanted it, my life, anything she asked for, I would've given her or died trying. From the day I met her, I worked my ass off. Early mornings, late nights, just to prove to her that I was as worthy of her as those phony, preppy rich assholes her dad made her have dinner with every night. I would've given her anything and everything. And I did. My body, heart, soul... she had it all and she didn't even ask, but it wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough.

I wanted to go into the shower and wash my self pity away but was interrupted when the door was pushed open and Diana walked in.

"Oh hey. I didn't know you were back. Nonna, Benjy and I went over to the mall...", she said