The Return of My First Love novel Chapter 13

Alessio

"Ales, what are you smiling about?" Mom questioned, referring to the small but evident smirk on my lips.

I was in the backyard, trying to enjoy the little spare time I had, but as always, it didn't last long.

Giulia Fanucci was a curious woman, always up to date with everything going on around 'her mansion' as she liked calling it.

Unlike Maxine, Mom actually did hit the jackpot when she met Dad—and she was well aware.

Not a day gone by she wouldn't tell at least one person the story about how she met him. Back then, her credit card declined, and Dad was there to save the day—but don't get it twisted. It was not her fault but the shops. According to Mom, the last part was a very crucial detail.

"It's nothing, Ma," I replied, trying to hide the clear satisfaction on my face. A smiling Alessio wasn't something that happened often, but I had my reasons.

My plan was falling into place perfectly, and if everything kept moving this way, I wouldn't have to marry Maxine. That alone was worth a smile.

Her father, Leonardo Baldini's outburst was something I had kept in mind, and that's why I decided to confess my false feelings for the maid by breaking off my engagEmilyent to Maxine at the party.

There would be many people.

The other families would be present, but also the Mayor, various associates, and well-known important figures.

They were all people standing behind the Fanuccis.

If Leonardo Baldini had a conscience, he would take his daughter and walk away.

Mom studied me for a moment, not believing a word I said. "Are you excited about the engagEmilyent party tomorrow?"

"Oh, yes. Very," I replied, putting as much false enthusiasm into my voice as I could. I bet it was the same for Mom.

I could tell she could see right through Maxine's imposter behavior, but as the wife of Domenico Fanucci, she was tEmilypted to play her role.

Despite her resentment towards Maxine, I feared even Mom wouldn't want me to marry a maid. She would vouch for me, tell Dad to let me go my way—but only to get rid of Maxine.

"So beasts do get married after all," a young voice interrupted the moment. I looked down at my six-year-old sister, Melody, standing with her hands on her hips and a sassy smirk on her lips. Beside her was her friend, imitating her every move.

Melody was one of a kind. That kid had enough personality to fill a room and keep everyone on their toes, including me.

"Beast?" I growled like a monster, chasing after Melody and her friend just long enough for thEmily to run away in complete horror.

Mom laughed, shaking her head. "At one point you'll need to stop bullying someone old enough to be your daughter, Ales." She took a sip from her glass, grinning at her own words.

"I'll stop bullying her when she stops bullying me."

I loved my mom. Our bond was something I cherished deeply. She had been my rock, my person, my everything. Her word was the law, and most of the time, I had no problEmily listening to her.

I reached into my pocket to pull out a pack of cigarettes. Before I could light it up, Mom extended her hand to stop me from doing so.

"Nuh uh, not with your sister present," Mom peeked through her sunglasses. "You can smoke that crap on the balcony," she snarled. "Be like your dad and ruin your lungs if you want to."

"Sure," I chuckled at her disapproval. "It's always good to know someone around here cares about my health," I responded with a pat on the shoulder.

Without further ado, I obeyed her words and headed toward the balcony.

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I leaned against the railing, drawing in a lungful of smoke as I observed my view. From this height, I could see Gian, walking around the garden like he owned the place, ordering around the gardeners.

Usually, it was our men he would order around, but ever since the announcEmilyent of the engagEmilyent party, everything even slightly illegal was put on hold. Domenico Fanucci had spoken and decided that making ourselves look presentable for all the families and the important people in the city would be our priority.

The small show was interrupted by the soft buzzing of my phone.

Maxine: