EPISODE 9
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MAURIZIO FERRARI
"Is this what we have become? Since when do you not sleep at home because of a mere misunderstanding?"
I turned and looked at her, chuckling.
"A mere misunderstanding you say. Not everything that I do has to always be about you," Lies! I was out there because of her.
"Where were you and why did you put your phone off?"
"Taking care of business, in case you forgot that we have businesses to run. I had to cash up at the restaurants, clubs and do other things. Do I need to tell you all my tracks and that I slept at my hotel, in which room, the…"
"Stop, just stop! What has gone into you, Maurizio?"
I frowned, looking at her.
"What do you mean? I am giving you all the answers that you need," I walked into the closet, stripping butt naked.
She sighed, sitting on the ottoman.
"I want the kids back, Amore. I miss them so much and the more days they are gone, the more I can't take it anymore, I'm losing myself. Please punish me, but not them, they did nothing wrong and Leonardo needs his mother. My breasts are full of milk so much that they hurt, our son needs to be breastfed, please," I listened to her as I wore clean office clothes. I can't afford to skip another day from work because of Anastasia.
"Are you listening to what I am telling you?" She asks.
"Loud and clear, Amore. Anything else?" I put on my black suit jacket.
"What are you going to do?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"Say yes, you'll bring our kids home?" My phone rang, helping me escape from Anastasia.
"Excuse me," I said, walking out of the closet.
"We are still talking,"
"I thought we are done, Nastasia!" I flip at her. I hate it when she nags me.
"Maurizio!" She cries, stopping in her tracks. I give her one last serious look before I get my phone on the pedestal and walk out, heading to the elevator before I answered.
"Bambi, couldn't you at least wait for 8 AM?" "You won't believe who that man is. Well, I kind of went a little deeper with the digging on the man and I ended up finding out that, this is the son of the man who thinks he killed Papá," She announces.
"But, I killed his father, didn't I?" The last time I check, I killed his father for killing my father, but that was before I knew that my father is actually alive, cruising somewhere on an island. I shot him between his eyes and her. He was a Mafia, but under my father. My father was a feared Mafia and in order to be in his position, he had to be killed.
"You did, but now there is the son and I think Ana is innocent in this. This man was trying to send a message to you,"
I groaned, ending the call. The elevator stopped and the doors opened.
"Honey, do you need a lift to school?" I ask Beverly as I exited the lift.
"Si, Papá," (Yes, Papa)
"Are you ready, so we can leave?"
"Yes, can I quickly just say bye to mommy," And she ran off.
***
After dropping Beverly at school, I went to my office at work and the first thing that I did was to check the CCTV footage from the club Anastasia went to.
At first, I had my doubts about opening it, but I did it anyway. My wife was very intoxicated with alcohol, but something caught my eye. One of the friends that she went out with has been slipping something into Anastasia's drinks when she was not looking. Will Ana stop being naive and listen to me for once when I tell her about her friends, the friends that she knows so well that I don't want? Now I have to teach someone a lesson because of her.
My phone rings and the moment I saw who it is, I did not hesitate to answer it.
"Mamma," I said.
"Maurizio, what is going on?" She asks.
"What do you mean?"
"Maurizio, I have been trying to get hold of Anastasia, but her phone sends me to voicemail. The kids need their mother now, especially Leonardo," Snap, the kids!
"Oh, she has lost her phone, but I will fetch the kids later after work," I said.
"You better. I don't mind having them over, but think about Leonardo, he is still a baby who still needs to be under his mother's wing. Or even better, why doesn't she come and stay with me for a while?" She offers. Knowing Ana, she would go mad staying with my mother. She can't stay a day with her. My mother is a control freak and Ana is exactly her match. They won't survive each other's company for a week as they can't end a day without arguing.
Chuckles.
Anastasia is very stubborn it gets to me a lot, but I have learned to stay calm and live with it, but not always I can be so considerable, I have my limits.
"Not now, mamma, but maybe in the next summer holidays,"
"Alright, see you later then,"
"Ciao," (Goodbye.)
I then continued to watch the footage until I got to the part I was not ready to see and there was Anastasia, coming from the bathroom, holding her head like it is heavy. I despise what she is wearing, I even regret why I bought the dress for her. It was meant for me and her when we go out, but she decided otherwise and wore it for other men.
Speaking of men, here is the bustard that had his hands all over my wife, kissing her. If I wasn't away on business, if I persisted my wife to come with me to the business trip, this could have been avoided. Now I have to take care of this man taking advantage of my wife.
I get up and gather all my things and soon leave the office. I am going to use the information Bambi sent me earlier to find this man.
"Hulya, cancel all my meetings for the day," I told my PA as I passed by her desk.
"Lucky for you, signore, you don't have any!" Her bubbly self shouted.
"Ciao,"
***
I drove in this one big yard with a gigantic house. I was hoping to see security, but there wasn't any. I guess they trust themselves.
I got off the car after halting and walked to the front door. I rang the bell and the door was opened almost immediately as if they were expecting a visitor.
"Ciao signora. Posso entrare?" (May I come in?) I said to the maid that opened the door.
"Sì grazie. Come posso aiutarla, signore?" (Yes, please. How may I help you?)
I smiled, looking around the house. I am going to love being here.
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