EroticReverie

*commissioned*

After King and his brothers leave me and Gianna sit and eat our pizza slices after rewarming them.

"So what, you just like live here now?" Gianna says chewing a mouth full of pizza and I laugh.

"No." I say and take a bite of my own pizza. 

"Okay , but....we're here....he's not....you live here." she says.

I laugh and shake my head. "No , I don't. I'm just...here. Eating pizza." I say with a smile. 

She rolls her eyes. "Uh huh, sure." 

She sighs.

I laugh. "What's wrong now?" 

"I'm happy for you, really...but..fuck girl...no offense, cause you're hot as fuck and all that...but I'm so jealous right now that you landed him." she says. 

I laugh and shrug. "Sorry." 

she rolls her eyes and we both laugh. 

"You're living in like a soap opera...his gangster dad...and he's an ex gangster and underground fighter..." she sighs wistfully and I just laugh.

"You're the LAST person I would imagine falling for his type." she says and I shrug.

"He's just.."

"Hot as fuck, yeah girl, I know." Gianna cuts me off and I just take another bite of her pizza.

"But seriously...hook me up with his brothers, or brother..I'm not greedy, one will do." she says and I laugh.

"You looked pretty cozy with them on your own...why not just ask one of them out?" I ask. 

"Cause I want to fuck them both. How am I supposed to choose?!" she says as if it's an impossible feat and IM the crazy one.

I just laugh. "I'll let them know." I say and grab out empty pizza boxes and search for Matteo's trash and find it under the counter near the sink.

My phone rings and I flip it over looking at the screen. It's an unknown number.

"Hello?" I answer putting it on speaker as Gianna watched me questioningly and I shrug.

"Hello Miss Morelli." an older male voice says through the phone and I scowl at my phone.

"Who is this?" I ask ,even though I'm pretty sure I recognize the voice.

"It's Mr. Deluca sweetheart." he says and I cringe.

"Call me sweetheart again and I'll-"

He cuts me off with a loud roar of a laugh.

"Oh Arabella darling, you are quite feisty, I can see the intrigue my son has with you." he says and I just scowl at my phone.

"Didn't know he was my son?" he taunts.

"Yes. I know he's your son. He told me the other night. Why are you calling me? Where did you get my number?" I ask , my tone far from friendly. 

"I have my ways. And I'm calling you to see if my son ever mentioned my proposal that he so ungratefully declined." Sal says and I can hear a long exhale as if he's blowing out intentionally, probably smoking a cigar or something. 

"You mean your sick fucking proposal that you made to him after the fight?" I snap. 

"Yes sweetheart. That one. I thought I was more than generous." he says.

"you're disgusting. You already are nailing his ex , you're his FATHER" I say. "Don't you have any respect for yourself or your family?" I spit at the phone. 

"I do. That's why I made the offer. One night Arabella. That's all. And he's a free man. He doesn't even have to know. You spread those little legs of your for me"

Gianna gasps.

"and all will be settled between me and Matteo, I'll leave him, and you alone." he blows another long exhale out.

"You're a fucking pig. I would NEVER, EVER fucking touch you." I snarl. 

"Not even for the man you love? To help him? Did he even tell you the real deal he refused?" he asks. 

"Yes. He did." I growl.

"Really? So he told you what exactly?" Sal says.

"Hang up." Gianna whispers.

I think about it, staring at the phone.

"Is that Gianna with you?" he asks, and both my eyes and Gianna's widen as we stare at each other. 

"what the fuck?" Gianna mouths to me. 

He cackles into the phone.

"Don't be scared....my men saw her with you earlier at the pizza shop...I must apologize for Veronica's behavior." he says.

"Great pussy. Terrible manners." he says and I cringe at his words.

"Stay away from me and my friend...and stay the fuck away from Matteo, you're a sad old bastard and-"

"Half a million dollars." Sal cuts me off. 

I pause and my face screws with confusion.

"What are you talking about?" I ask. 

"That was part of the deal." he says. 

"What?" I ask inhaling a sharp breath.

"One night with you, in exchange for his freedom, plus the money back he's paid off." Sal says and I stare slack jawed, along with Gianna at my phone in disbelief. I shake my head.

"He doesn't need, or want your money." I say.

"That's where you're wrong." Sal says.

"Between him taking care of his mother, and his drug addict sister, Matteo very much needs that money." Sal says. 

"He's doing just fine." I say. "And that's your fucking daughter, YOU should be taking care of her." I snap.

"She's weak. All of them are. Matteo was the only one with any promise, and even he turned out to be a disappointment." he says as if the comment is nothing. 

I feel my heart break for Matteo. This is the monster that helped give him life. 

"You're a bastard." My voice cracks as I hold back tears for Matteo, and his brothers, and his sister and their mother. 

"Yes, yes, I've heard that before darling." he says. and his little names for me are pissing me off.

"Maria is sick you know." Sal says and my heart rips a little more. I say nothing.

"Breast cancer." he says. 

The tears flow silently from my eyes, and I don't even wipe them from my face.

"This is third time it's come back." he says, not at all sounding sad that the mother of his children has cancer, has had it...three times. The tears fall even faster. 

"Lost half of her right breast the first time." he says and it almost sounds as if he's disgusted. And I vow that I may just fucking kill this man. 

"Tragic really." he says.

"No woman should be without that which makes her a woman." he says and I imagine strangling him, and dont bother arguing that breasts do NOT make a woman. 

"I hear she may have to get both removed if she wishes to be clear of it for good." he says. 

He sighs. "She used to be so beautiful, nice full tits...firm too." he says and my blood boils.

"After the children and the surgery to remove the cancer in her right breast...." he sighs.

"Well what was a man to do? I wasn't attracted to her anymore after that." Sal says and I choke on a sob. 

How could anyone talk that way? How could anyone be THAT vile and sick and just....teribble.

"Again....I will NEVER.....touch you." I say my voice shaking with rage.

"That's fine. You can just lay there while I show you what a real man feels like inside of you." he says and I almost throw up in my mouth. 

"Do not...ever...call me again." I say and hang up. Pressing the end call button. 

I burst into tears and Gianna is silent for a moment as I hold my head in my hands and cry. 

"A.., god...oh A...." she says her voice laced with pity, and sadness as she brings her chair to mine and wraps me tightly into her arms and I sob harder as I cling to her. 

"I want to kill him." I choke out, hyperventilating with fury and sadness. 

"I know girl, I know" She strokes my hair as I snot all over her shoulder, soaking it with my tears as well. 

"Shhh" she hushes me. 

"He is fucked up babe...something is seriously wrong with that man...poor Matteo...his poor mom" she says and I keep crying because I think of Maria, how sweet she was when I met her, how much I loved Matteo and his family, and his niece and nephew. They were a beautiful family, yes they were broken, and his sister was in and out of rehab, but they loved her. They took care of each other. All without the man they were supposed to be able to call a father. 

After a few minutes I pull away, wiping my face.

"I don't know what to do G.." I say rubbing my nose with my sleeve. 

"What do you mean?" she asks warily. 

"I feel like I should tell him...Matteo...but he doesnt need to hear any of that. But if he finds out he said all that to me and I dont say anything...." I sniffle.

"Tell him A." she says, rubbing my knee. "He has to know...he knows his father better than you...and he needs to know what the fuck is going on...plus I have a feeling if you dont, Sal would somehow use you hiding that phone call against you." she says and I nod.

"He doesn't deserve this." I sniffle and wipe my nose with my sleeve again.

"I know babe" she rubs my leg trying to comfort me.

"But he's made it this long without his father, and like you said...he's managing life just fine....maybe he's secretly struggling with money...but that's no reason to even consider that bullshit proposal." she says.

I shake my head. "I'm not."

She bites her lips together as if biting her tongue.

"I'm not G." I say. 

She sighs. "I know you....you know I know you...better than anyone....and I know at least part of you is considering it....maybe a small part, but a part of you. And you're going to allow that part to grow bigger and bigger, if the proposal allows you to help Matteo and his family. Even if it ends bad for you." she says. I blink at her, because, she was right. A very small part of me was also trying to work in my head how quickly I could make Matteo's problems, at least his freedom and money problems , go away. 

"I'd let you murder that man, before I let you fuck him." she scowls. 

I let out a slight laugh and sniffle. "Yeah." I say. 

"But seriously A....talk to Matteo...as soon as you can....and do not entertain the idea...Matteo didnt...neither should you." she says.

I nod. But what if Matteo WAS entertaining it? But just wanted ME to be the one to offer into the proposal? No. I tell myself. No, you're wrong and you know he didn't even consider it for the briefest of seconds. And that's why I was already trying to think of how I could even lay down for Sal Deluca without puking. 

"You're not entertaining it A." she said more firmly.

"I know." I say with a sigh and sniffle again and wipe my cheeks again.

"I just....want to help them. He didn't tell me his mother was sick." I say, part of me hurt, but also, we were new. I didn't expect to know every detail of his family life right away, but it seemed like a big part that he probably should have mentioned. I mean, I knew about his sister. Even though, maybe he only told me that because of the circumstance that I was with him when she went missing. 

"He didn't want you to worry about her, or him, or anything else. You guys are just starting to date....why would he lay that heavy shit on you?" she asks. and I nod in understanding. She was right, but also, me and Matteo, were just...different. It felt like I'd been with him longer, but that's because we were moving fast. I already knew I loved him. There was no doubt about it, especially when I was letting part of my consider Sal's proposal. 

One night. And Matteo would be free of him. He'd had five hundred grand to help his family and himself.  The only thing is , I'd have to tell Matteo, If he wakes up 500k richer, he'd know something was up. But he wouldn't let me. He'd refuse. The only way I'd be able to even do it, is without telling him, and tell him after the fact and hope he understood, hope he still wanted me after. And I knew he wouldn't.  Not after a man who has ruined his life had touched me. Even then, I was still willing to let that small part of me consider it. Because even if I couldnt have him....he could have his life. Without Sal on his back, without his mothers hospital bills.

"I know you're fucking contemplating that shit, so stop it right now" Gianna reprimanded me. 

"G....i'm just thinking...I can't help it." I say.

"you're not fucking things up with Matteo...I refuse...that boy is clearly already in love with your dumb ass." she says. 

"Hey!" I say.

"DUMB cause youre sitting here entertaining that greasy mob slob!" she yells.

I sigh. "Fair." 

"You need to talk to him." she says.

I nod. "I know. I will."