The Return of My First Love novel Chapter 48

Alessio

We waited on the plane, killing time before heading to another meeting. I still couldn't wrap my head around what had just happened at the Baldinis.

Leonardo, who was so full of anger to the point that many wouldn't even talk to him, calmly accepting my apology without calling me out of my name just wasn't realistic at all.

"What's up?" Levi asked after observing me for a while.

"Leonardo was too easy," I told him. "It's not like him to just accept an apology without making clear how much I'll regret it."

Levi shrugged. "Maybe he just doesn't want to waste his time arguing anymore."

His answer didn't surprise me since he wasn't all that familiar with the Baldinis.

"Maybe," I said, still unconvinced. At that moment, my phone rang, and I picked up seeing it was dad.

"Did you apologize properly?" he asked without saying as much as a hello.

"I'm still alive, and I'm doing fine, Dad, thank you," I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm. It was always like that, and he never learned.

"But did he accept your apology?" Dad asked.

"Yes, but something was strange. He didn't have a reaction, just said no hard feelings, and let it go. It's strange," I explained, hoping he would also agree that this was far from over.

"He accepted it, let's not make a big deal out of it," Dad tried to brush it off.

"I think he's going to attack us with full force, and we should hit thEmily first," I spoke.

Dad laughed, and for some reason I found it really offensive. "What's funny?" I asked, irritated.

"It's funny how you think everything is about you," dad said. "He probably wanted to avoid a war as well, and just wants to move on."

"No, Dad, you should've seen the look on his face," I insisted, rEmilyEmilybering Maxine's desperate plea to give her a second chance. What if she had said that because she knew her Dad was planning something crazy?

"Wait it out, Alessio. Don't put us in any more danger," Dad instructed. I could hear by his tone that there was no room to question him, but I couldn't let it go and wait for the Baldinis to make their move.

"I don't think we should wait it out. We should do something about him."

"I decide, not you. If I say we'll not do anything, we won't do anything. Do you understand me?" Dad raised his voice.

I disagreed with every word he had said, but this time I knew better than to argue further. Without his support there wasn't much I could do anyway. "Yes, Dad, I hear you,"

I hung up the phone, feeling frustrated. "I don't understand why he always has to be so fucking stubborn." I spoke under my breath, throwing my phone onto the little table separating me from Levi.

Levi chuckled, "You should do something about those anger issues."

I shook my head. "I don't have anger issues; it's called common sense."

I often felt trapped between my duty as my dad's heir and his oldest son. As his heir, I wanted to tell him to listen to me and trust my thoughts, but as his son, I wanted to obey him, learn from him, and watch him lead.

At times, it felt like neither of those was good enough for him.

My prior thoughts quickly disappeared as I caught the flight attendant from last time walking down the aisle, swaying her hips side to side as she made her way over to me.

The last time I had spoken to her, I rejected her offer and gave her some money to buy something nice for herself.

"Hi," she greeted with a smile, stopping in front of me.

"Hi," I responded.

"Do you rEmilyEmilyber me?" she asked shyly, tilting her head slightly as her eyes narrowed a little.

"Help me with your name," I said, not bothering to pretend as if her name hadn't slipped my mind. L

"Estelle."

"Right, Estelle," I said, looking her up and down. Estelle looked good, and by the way she walked down the aisle and even had the guts to talk to me, I could tell she was aware.

She had blonde hair that framed her face perfectly, perky boobs, a nice ass, nice legs—just pretty to look at. I found myself checking her out, not even trying to hide my gaze.