Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: We are about to have a problem

"No," I walked past her checking my wristwatch.

"Apollo please!" She followed me.

"You should've told me earlier, I'm not putting anyone in danger just because you want someone to kiss in the kitchen while we are all outside."

Angela gasped "That's not why I want–"

"LIAR!" Allegra yelled from the other end of the hallway "LIAR LIAR! SLUTTY DRESS ON FIRE!" she laughed and then went back into the library.

I looked at Angela over my shoulder "Your sister is weird."

"My sister?" she scoffed "she's your sister."

"She's Arabella's best friend," we both said at the same time.

"Anyway," Angela giggled as we walked downstairs together "please let me have someone over, I promise you will like him."

"Se dico di sì, smetterai di chiedere?" I groaned.

(If I say yes will you stop asking?)

"SÍ!" she squealed.

(YES!)

"Deve essere perquisito prima di entrare nella residenza!" I stated as I rush down the steps.

(He needs to be searched before entering the residence!)

"YAY!"

I rolled my eyes but smiled the moment I saw Arabella talking to Mariano by the front door "Prince–"

"Where's my son?" she rose an eyebrow crossing her arms and then Mariano turned around causing me to laugh.

"What happened to your face?!" I couldn't stop laughing at the glitter all around his eyes.

Mariano whined, "Allegra gave Viola and Serafina glitter and told them to sprinkle it all over my face while I took a nap."

My stomach hurt from laughing "This is the best day of my life!" I pulled out my phone from my back pocket and took a picture of him so I could send it to the boys.

Apollo: 📸
Enzo: THEY DID THAT TO MARIANO TOO?!
Emilio: Guys, I found another PornHub vid you're going to LOVE!
Viktor: They did that to me but instead of glitter they used Tinkerbell stickers...

I chuckled at the texts "Arabella?"

She yanked the phone out of my hands and handed it to Mariano "Where is Napoleon?"

"Upstairs," I smiled placing my hands on my hips as I admired my gorgeous wife "sleeping like a baby. Oh, wait," I chuckled "he is a baby."

Arabella giggled softly "Yeah, my baby."

"Yours? Mine," I smirked.

My wife suddenly gripped my nose "What?"

"I didn't carry him for 9 months and saved my husband while doing so!" I exclaimed.

"Good boy," she let go of my nose before walking upstairs.

"I'm getting some of that tonight, hot stuff!" I yelled as I watched her.

"I'm not so sure!" she stopped halfway up and looked over her shoulder "you've been a very bad boy lately."

I gasped before crossing my arms "But I gave you a massage last night!"