Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Incidente

•Arabella DiStefano•

"Why?" I looked into Allegra's eyes angrily.

She shifted on her seat "I don't love Mariano anymore."

I looked out the window and remembered all those times I saw them kissing and looking at each other like there wasn't anyone else around "You fucking cheater," a bitter smile formed on my lips.

"I'm not a cheater, I don't love him anymore—"

"That doesn't mean you're not married to him," I looked at her "where did you pick up this man?" I crossed my leg looking at the redhead beside her; I wanted to humiliate them both so I didn't let them go change.

"He's Angela's ex..." Allegra replied cautiously.

"Fuck off!" I yelled in frustration and got up "one: you're so fucking dead and two: if you think you're getting a penny out of her you're wrong because as you know I'm in charge of this family and she won't get one more euro of what she needs to have a normal life; no private jet, no luxury anything unless she saves up—"

"Arabella, stop!" She exclaimed getting up on her feet.

I slapped her across the face as harsh as I could; her cheek was red and she looked at me as if she didn't know what that was for "In the time that I've been here you haven't asked anything about your daughters. Do you remember them? Their names are Serafina and Viola!" I yelled to her face "I should tie your tubes myself so you can't bear any other child!"

"Why are you so mean to me?" She asked weakly as tears slid down her face "you are my best friend, we are like sisters."

"Correction: you were like a sister to me."

"I thought us girls had to stick together," she said looking into my eyes.

"I thought a married couple was supposed to talk things through before ending it all," I smiled "you want to play, I can do it all day long but I don't like wasting my time on trash so I'm gonna get going; if you want to finally be brave, you know where we are," I walked away and grabbed my things quickly before exiting the apartment.

Before exiting the building I put everything on. As soon as I hopped into the car I asked Carlos to phone my favorite trattoria and tell them I need 10 ravioli orders.

When we got to the place, I hopped off and a smile formed on my face as soon as I lay eyes on the chef "Alessandro, you get more handsome every time I see you," I kissed both of his cheeks "Apollo is desperate for you to come cook for us."

He chuckled "I will cook for you anytime," he winked; he always flirts with Apollo and me to the point where we have considered having a threesome but we are both too possessive for that.

I talked to him while I waited for the food. He is coming over for dinner tonight which means Apollo and I have a recipe to look for in his grandmother's cookbook. Once I had everything, I said goodbye and hopped back into the car where I fell asleep for the rest of the way home.

When we got there I was woken up by a peck on the lips which I instantly knew they belonged to my husband "Hi, Princess," he whispered and I touched around his chest to make sure he was wearing a shirt before pulling him back into the kiss. I bit his lip harshly and he pulled away instantly "ouch! Arabella!"

I giggled as my eyes fluttered open "Hi, baby," I caressed his cheek "you look so handsome."

Apollo chuckled "come on, let's get you inside," he slipped his hands under my body and picked me up bridal style "you smell like pasta."

"Guilty as charged," I rested my head on his shoulder and took in his cologne "your cologne makes me horny."

"It's called pussy magnet," he said.