The Wedding Night

“Let’s us always meet each other with a smile, for the smile is the beginning of love.”

Mother Teresa

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Melody POV

I was so happy throughout the rest of the day because I felt honored that I got a big project to work on. When I got home, I broke the news to Lorena and she was glad that I got the offer. r

“I’m happy for you, I’m am but,” she paused before she continued. “Look at your face. He threw this at you because he got angry. Can you keep up with someone as temperamental as him?” She asked.

“I think he got issues and he needs help”

“You think he is a psycho?”

“He is not a psycho. It’s just that he might be facing some problems,” I argued.

“And you think you are his savior right?”

“Lorraine, what are you saying?” I stood up and walked to the bed where my daughter laid on and sleeping peacefully.

“She missed you a lot Mel,” Lorena informed with a hint of sadness in her tone.

“Me too,” I replied as I stared at her face. Looking at my daughter made me realize that there was a striking resemblance between my daughter to my boss.

“Why are you staring at your daughter like that?” Lorena asked.

“I just–I just–” I stuttered and before I knew it, I had broken down to tears.

“perché stai piangendo? (why are you crying?)”Lorena asked in Italian.

I didn’t know why I was crying, but I knew that it had something to do with the fact that I was working with someone that looks like my late husband.

” I don’t know, “I replied and burst into more tears.

“I do not understand why you are crying but, if it has to do with your boss then I must beg you to stop crying,” she said and walked to the bed. She gently pats me on the back and sang me an Italian song that made me stopped crying.

I was supposed to be happy that I’ve got a job but there was an emptiness inside of me that needed to be filled. Why I’m I this way?

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Giovanni POV

When I got to my mansion that evening, I met an unexpected person waiting for me in my living room. There on my brown leather couch was my little brother Lorenzo.

“How did he get in?” I thought as I walked into my living room.

” hey there brother, “he stood up and greeted me as I walked in.

” what in the world are you doing in my apartment? How did you get in here?”I asked him because if he should move any closer to me, I might attack him. “I asked a question, Lorenzo,” I reminded him that I was still standing in my living room and his presence infuriated me.

“No need to get so angry at me Gio, your security guard gave me some spare keys to your mansion.” He explained but I knew my security guard would never do that.

“You are a liar Lorenzo. You still haven’t changed after five years.” I said to him and walked closer to him.

Lorenzo raised his head in defeat as I walked closer to him. “Fine. I got the keys from mum. Remember when you gave her your spare keys years ago,” he explained but I was finding it hard to believe him. Lorenzo was a liar.

“Why are you here?”

“What do you expect Giovanni? I’m here to greet you of course,” he scoffed and sat back on the couch.

“To greet? I asked you again Lorenzo, why are you here?” I shouted and kicked the flower vase next to me. It was a flower vase I got from Italian when I went there for a visit years ago. It costs a lot of money but I didn’t bother with how expensive it was. All I cared about was why Lorenzo Franco Aderemi was in my living room.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such a bad temper Giovanni. I’m really surprised that you haven’t changed. You have a bad attitude Giovanni and that is why you do not have anyone by your side.”

What Lorenzo just said made me so angry that I rushed at him and landed myq fist on his face.

“Get out of my house Lorenzo or I’ll call the police on you”

Lorenzo laughed and wipe the blood that was on his lips as a result of the punch away with his hand.” look, brother, it has been five years already. Grow up already.”

“Five years? Five years!” I roared and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. “It’s not five years Lorenzo and you know it.”

Lorenzo burst into a fit of laughter and rolled his eyes at me. “Giovanni. I’m not here for pep talks but to make things right with you.”

“Right with me? Have you forgotten what happened when we were young? Or the time when mum and dad forgot about my graduation but had time for your football game.”

“That does not give you enough reason to hate me!” Lorenzo yelled.

What was he saying? Has he forgotten everything that had happened to us? Is he bluffing it I’m I dreaming? The Lorenzo in front of me didn’t seem like the Lorenzo I knew years back.

“Look brother, it’s not my fault that we were caught up in this situation. Everything that had happened was because of our parents but I have changed and I’m here to make amends with you Giovanni. I’m sorry.”

I blinked my eyes at him and let go of his collar. Why was I finding it hard to believe a word he said. Did he hit his head on something before coming here?

“I know you do not believe me but I’m being sincere here. I’m sorry for everything that had happened between us. You are my brother and everything that had happened between us was our parent’s fault.”

Lorenzo was a cunning person and I found it hard to believe everything he had said. Why was he in my house? Why did he come to meet me after so many years? I looked at the green eyes that he got from my mother and tried to read his expression.

“Leave my house, Lorenzo. It’s too late to settle any issues between us”

“Why are you being adamant and making it hard on me? I want us to settle this but you are making it hard.”

“Hard? I hate you so much that the sight of you makes me feel like hitting you over and over again until you bleed to death” I confessed and pointed my hand to the door. “Leave my house Lorenzo before I do something you’ll regret.”

“Fine.” Lorenzo sighed in defeat and walked to the door.

“Wait.” I stopped him and pointed to his hand.” give me back my keys. The next time you step into my house unannounced, I’ll hand you over to the police.”

Lorenzo nodded and dropped the keys on the couch. He looked up at him and stared at me for some moments.” just so you know, I do not hate you. Mum and dad are hiding a secret from you and I hope that when you find out, you won’t hate them more. Bye for now brother” he said and walked out of the house.

What does he mean by secrets? Why would mum and dad keep a secret from me? I wanted to settle everything with Lorenzo but, I could not because I couldn’t forget the past.

I removed my phone from my pocket and place a call to Dennis, my bodyguard.

“Hello Dennis, I need you to find something. Find any information on what happened to me five years ago.”