Falling For The Blind Billionaire (Book 1)

Chapter 20: The crack-feels

Leonora left early; I carried my bag and stepped out to see his car by the left side of the street. I walked closer to the car and entered.

"Good evening, everyone," I salute with a bright smile as usual.

"Good evening too, Mia signora," Zeta and Alessandro voiced out, smiling at me. Immediately, I look at Signore Nicolo's face. He has his usual expression, Grumpy Marito.

"I can't believe that you guys waited this whole time," I wince.

He rests his head. "No, you overthink," he says calmly.

"Oh," I smile lightly.

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Arriving home, Gisella was fast asleep with her head resting on Signor Nicolo's shoulders. Nicolo looks at her and smiles, touching her cheek. Alessandro and Zeta stared at both of them in the back, sat through the mirror, and smiled.

Alessandro parks the car and steps out to open the door, and Zeta stands behind him. "Signorino, let me carry Mia Signora," he says.

"It's okay, Alessandro, let her rest on my shoulder," he added.

"Ehm..." Gisella spout, opening her eyes lightly. Immediately she saw that everyone was staring at her in the car, she jumped up in embarrassment. "How...how long have I slept?" she asks with her cheek flammed tomato red.

Nicolo frowns, looking outside the door."Not too long." he said honestly and brought out his handkerchief and handed it to her. " why?" Gisella asks, feeling strange about how he knows the right direction that she was sitting.

"Alessandro tells her to wipe her saliva," Nicolo says honestly. Gisella collected the Hankerchief from him and wiped her mouth, feeling embarrassed and surprised at how he knew that she salivated.

She was so so embarrassed without knowing what to do to stop the gaze that was coming from Nicolo, Zeta, and Alessandro. she sniffed. "I'm...I'm...So hungry can we go inside for dinner?" she fidgeted. Nicolo nods, and Zeta helps him out of the car.

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Zia Benedetta and her magic hand of cooking, the food taste so unique that I can't even stop putting more food on my plate. I don't care because Nicolo can't see how pile-up my scale is now.

"Thank you, Zia Benedetta," I thank her. Immediately she drops the plate filled with Lasagna before exiting the dining room.

"Accompany me to a place tomorrow," Nicolo's accent made me pause the spoon filled with Lasagna.

I turned to stare at him. He was looking at the table. "Hmm, I will ask for a leave from Signora Jolanda after dinner. I'll call her," I smile lightly.

He nods. "But just to let you know, since you've got to interview the Ferocious anta and I, your company decided to give you a week off as a reward. Russo Durante sent me a text about it." He sniffs.

I was stunned. "Really?"

"Yes," he replied politely.

Thinking about what to say. "Well, I guess I'll go with you since there's no way  to treat you out for a meal." I scatch the back of my head, smiling victoriously. "I will accompany you wherever you go next week!" I added sheepishly.

Immediately his face was in a frown. "Does this count as our honeymoon?" he says as he put down his fork.

I stiffen, the flinched with wide eyes. "Hon...hon...honeymoon-?" I fidget, looking straight at the man I got married to eight months ago without a honeymoon. What made him about it now? I was speechless. I guess the cat got my tongue.

Why is my heart constantly beating fast when he speaks, gets closer to me, or even helps me. Only by hearing his name, my legs tremble. Oh dear good Lord, help your daughter. Cosa mi sta succedendo?

WORLD TRANSLATION

<<ITALIAN>>cosa mi sta succedendo?

<<ENGLISH>>what is happening to me?

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