TRIGGER WARNINGS:
EXPLICIT LANGUAGE
SWEARING
ALCOHOL/SMOKING
My head rested back and my eyes remained closed. It would take another four hours before we landed in America. It took a fucking long time but it did give me time to think. It would also give me some peace and quiet if it wasn't for Raphael's big mouth.
"Give me my phone!" Raphael shouted. My eyes snapped opened quickly as I looked across to see him standing up in the plane. Mara was holding his phone out of his reach.
"Sit down.. I just want to see your pictures." She chuckled as she scrolled through his photos. I sat upright amused with their antics. "All he has is pictures of girls and his very very tiny dick." I chuckled as I held my fingers in small pinch.
Raphael scoffed and reached for his phone once again. I watched Mara shove his phone down her top. She smirked at she eyed him. Raphael smirked and bit his lip. "You think I won't..take it?" He narrowed his eyes.
Mara furrowed her brows and shook her head in defeat. She knew he would most definitely put his hand down her top. He loved teasing her as did I. "Take it, you absolute baboon." Mara frowned as she held the phone out for him.
Raphael grabbed his phone and promptly hid it out of sight. He was very causal in his usual white shirt which was rolled up at his sleeves. I also just wore a shirt omitting the suit jacket.
"I heard about what you did for those women Enzo...and-" Mara started before getting cut off by Raphael. "And if you were straight you would most definitely have fucked him." Raphael chuckled to himself.
"Shut the fuck up." I scolded but couldn't help but laugh. Mara shook her head while muttering. "Don't know why I came with you both." She pulled her long hair into a ponytail and looked out of the window.
"Because Mara, you love us." Raphael smiled as he relaxed back into his seat, crossing a leg over the other. "I think we have very different ideas of what love is." She mumbled.
Once the plane landed, we all stepped off and entered an SUV to be taken home. I did not tell my parents I would be coming so I do hope they are home. The sky was cloudy, the air dry and crisp. Raphael and I didn't smoke at all on the drive because Mara didn't appreciate it. She would have smacked the shit out of us so we didn't even dare try.
The roads were long and we soon reached a quieter area. A more lavish neighbourhood, exclusively for the rich. I rubbed the back of my neck and sighed. l have a lot of business to deal with here, many things I was not looking forward to.
The car slowed down at a large set of steel gates but the gaurds were quick to open them and allow us entry. Sergio stepped out from the car first and held open my door. I walked ahead to the front door. Mara and Raphael were right behind me.
I didn't need to knock on the door, they were opened by a guard who was posted at the entrance. My shoes clicked quietly against the white tiled floor. The house was spacious and beautiful. It felt like home. I could smell the faint aroma of pizza. Definitely home.
I headed straight for the kitchen and saw my mom and dad eating pizza at the kitchen island. "Mom." I smiled. I caught her attention and she turned to smile at me.
"Vicenzo." She grinned as she stopped eating her pizza and stood up. She wiped her hands with a paper towel and quickly embraced me. I hugged her back. "What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Some business." I said as I hugged my dad. My dad chuckled and looked me in the eyes. "Let's have a drink." He spoke. I nodded and heard Raphael and Mara come in.
My parents greeted them both with smiles all around. Raphael quickly helped himself to the pizza. "So what have you fucked up this time?" My mom asked with a brow raised. She had her brunette hair styled in loose waves. She smiled gently. Her face nor her body gave away her age, she looked just beautiful. "Nothing. I just came to see you." I smiled.
She bit her pink lips and tilted her head to the side. She hummed. "Okay if you say so." She couldn't help but ruffle my hair, something I loved. "How are you Mara? My favourite." She smirked as she began to talk to her. "I'm good Alessia." She replied. Such a suck ass.
"Been up to a lot?" My dad asked me with a gentle smile. His face was lined with stubble, his jawline strong and he wore a T-shirt with joggers. He too had dark hair which was brushed back neatly. "Not much." I replied.
My parents upbringings were so much different to how I was raised. Truly I am appreciative of them. My mom lost her mom to childbirth and her dad was a fucking bastard from what I've heard. I doubt she even told me everything the sick man did to her. My mom wasn't raised at all and yet she raised me perfectly. Now my dad, his dad was still around but unfortunately he's lost himself to Alzheimer's. I see him when I can. He is a great man. My dads mom wasn't talked about a lot but she apparently wanted to kill my mom when she was pregnant with me. If that doesn't tell you anything, I don't know what will.
"What have you been doing Raphael?" My dad asked. Raphael put down his pizza slice and licked his fingers. "Me, nothing Ace." He shook his head quickly. "He has been doing what he usually does." I intervened smirking at him.
"Alessia will be pissed, if you're staying here you know you cannot being girls home." My dad chuckled at the misfortune that Raphael would face. I nodded my head. "However, lucky for you. Alessia and I are going away for a while. She wants to see more of Greece." He said as he stood up. I heard the sound of footsteps approach the kitchen.
"Mara!" KC yelled as she rushed and hugged her lookalike daughter. I saw Ramsay enter the room and he also went ahead and hugged his daughter. KC and Ramsay were my parents guards and good friends. I considered them family as such. They were formidable and very good at their jobs.
"Enzo you good?" Ramsay asked as we shook hands and hugged. "Always." I smiled at him. He was tall with a rugged beard which suited his tanned skin. He was like an uncle to me. He also taught me valuable skills, you couldn't have a better teacher.
We all talked for quite a long time, it was now very late but no one seemed to care nor mind. I took another sip of my whiskey as I watched everyone. Raphael was still very much not drunk. He was scared he would piss my mom off. He sipped his drink slowly as he joked with my dad and Mara was talking as if she hadn't talked for years.
"Let's play poker." My dad announced, with a glass in his hand. Everyone looked at him with genuine smiles, expect my mom. "Let's play poker." My mom mimicked as she narrowed her eyes at my dad. "Always with the fucking poker." She scoffed. It was no secret that she was absolutely shit at poker, no matter how much my dad would try and teach her. I don't think she wanted to learn.
"Just one game mom." I nudged her gently. She chuckled and patted my hand. "Fine. One game." She stood up and sat down on the rug in the middle of the living room. Everyone else followed suit and took their seats making a rough circle. Mara was still talking about every single suture she has done, explaining in great depth to her parents.
"Mara shut the hell up." Raphael held a finger to his lips as he lay on the floor, his head propped up by his arm. "Fine you ugly blobfish." She crossed her arms mimicking her crossed legs. "Says the most hideous orc I've ever seen." Raphael retaliated.
"Both of you are so fucking annoying." I exasperated as Ramsay began to deal out the set of cards my dad handed him. Raphael scoffed at me and Mara ignored me once again.
"You can say that again. Look at you Raphael, you look as if you haven't slept for days." My mom smirked at him. "So do you, what are those eye bags I see?" He smirked back. Oh fuck, that's got to hurt. I saw my mom lick her lips and she leaned forward so she was facing Raphael. "Don't make me smack you bitch." She grinned and leaned back. I saw my dad hold her hand as he chuckled.
"Do not talk about my wife like that Raphael." My dad scolded as he patted Raf's back rather roughly. "Come on let's get this over with." My mom said as she looked at her cards.
Everyone picked up their cards. I watched everyone carefully. Mara subtly brushed back a loose strand of hair, she had shit cards but then again she hardly played poker. Ramsay's jaw ticked ever so slightly and KC's lips twitched. Again shit cards. Raphael was more preoccupied with his drink. He didn't care for poker and his cards were also bound to be shit. It was now a game of bluff.
As if on cue, my mom dropped her cards down into the middle of the circle. "This is why I hate fucking poker." She mumbled. Her cards were absolutely shit and she couldn't bother entertaining anyone with bluffing. My dad chuckled and rubbed her back. He smirked and whispered something into her ear which made her chuckle.
"Oh my fucking god, strip poker." Raphael muttered with a grimace. He obviously heard what my dad whispered. In all honesty, I could have done without hearing it also. "Hurry up." My mom looked at me.
It was just me and my dad. Everyone else decided to fold with Raphael staying in but he was a fucking fool as usual. I eyed my dad, he was eerily calm. Not a single muscle twitched, not a single hair raised on his arms and most definitely, his stare never gave his cards away.
I held my composure, my own breathing was steady and even. I looked at my dad with ease, he taught me how to play but I have learnt a few tricks of my own. I glanced at my mom very quickly and in that second my dad also glanced at her unknowingly. I doubt he even knew he did it. That was it. His tell. He was just madly in love with my mom.
"Play or fold." My dad spoke breaking the tension. I smirked and placed down my cards facing up. "Play." I stated. My dad raised an eyebrow and smirked and showed me his cards.
"That's my boy." My mom chuckled as she looked down at my dads losing cards. He would have won if it wasn't for his tell. Any other man would have backed down but not me.
"Well fuck looks like I've finally met my match. Tell me, what gave me away?" My dad asked. "You'll never know." I chuckled. Raphael groaned and rubbed his eyes. "He's such a fucking bastard. Want me to beat his ass Ace?" He sat upright and looked at me.
"No. Now get the fuck to sleep. Ace, get up." My mom ordered as she stood up. My dad stood up and followed my mom out of the living room.
Well fuck. It's late and I'm so fucking tired, I might sleep in tomorrow if I haven't got anything to do. I may just send Raphael on some errands while I do fuck all. Sounds like a plan. A fucking great plan.
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Vicenzo's mom and dad! Ahhh I'm so excited.
Alessia and Ace are just so perfect 🥰
We gone take it nice and slow..
I don't know what else to say so, I had some delicious overnight oats for breakfast today. I put some banana, honey and some toasted cashews on top. Omfg I want more.
I'm curious what font do you read stories in?
I read everything in Georgia
