(CHOOSE ME)
“He…he is very busy with work…shooting… I don't think it's a good idea, ma'am”.
“Grandma”.
Mrs. Elizabeth corrected.
“Sorry… Grandma”.
Angela replied, her cheeks stained.
“Well, are you sure? I don't trust my grandson Antonio one bit, but if you say he is busy, I will accept that”.
“We'll see you soon, baby, bye!”
Angela said tightly to Antonio on the phone and hung up before he could utter a single word.
She forced a smile and walked back to Mrs. Elizabeth, she gave the maid the phone.
“He will visit you soon…then he will bring you home to the Montero family, according to our family tradition, for a week then she will come back home and prepare for the engagement party”.
Mrs. Elizabeth announced.
“For a week?” Jace panicked, “You've never been away from home for a whole week, sister”.
Angela was silent, she never wanted to leave, not now. Even in the nearest future…but she had no choice.
“Honey, you will be fine, there's a first time for everything, very soon she will get married to Aguero, she will not be here forever”.
Mrs. Smith consoled Jace.
“We are family now, Jace. You and your little nieces will always be welcomed in our home”.
Mrs. Elizabeth smiled softly.
Jace was a bit relieved but still tensed.
Angela understands his fear, Kerry is definitely someone you can leave with the family responsibilities and the twins too.
“When exactly is he visiting?”
Kerry asked Mrs. Elizabeth but was ignored, she felt insulted and left the room.
As soon as she was gone Mrs. Elizabeth glanced towards Angela and found her spacing out.
“Is there a problem, Angela? You look stressed?”
“I…am fine”.
She forced a smile.
“Don't worry, Angela, I will take good care of them”.
Mrs. Smith ensured Angela saw her about to tear up.
Angela nodded, readily avoiding eye contact with any of them in the room.
“Is Angela leaving us?”
Lia, the twin sister of Liya, asked no one in particular.
Angela chuckled nervously and carried her in her arms to cheer the kid up.
“I am never leaving you, my precious Lia”.
“What about me?”
Liya asked innocently.
Angela laughed and put Lia down, she carried Liya this time.
“And you too, my darling Lia”.
Mrs. Elizabeth couldn't help but smile, watching her moments with her little ones.
****
Antonio sat upright in bed and his dark furious eyes glared down at the large blinking doll eyes of the tousled red haired female beside him. Her naked snow-white charmed his eyes, he couldn’t take them off her for quite some time.
“What did you just say?”
His voice raged.
“Easy there, pretty boy”.
Hannah smoothed a hand over his broad bare shoulders, her gaze hungrily following the stroke of her hand on his flesh, like she wanted her lips there instead, of tasting everything she had touched.
He leaned forward and slapped her fingers off from the shoulder, his frown tight and his blood simmering to a furious burn in his vain.
”I made a choice, who are you to question me!”
His voice roared.
“I only wanted you to know that I can be a better bride than her. Pleeeeeease Antonio, We’ve been hooking up for months now…you know …we are sexually compatible….”.
She fell back on her bed, mindless of her nudity, slowly she spread her legs wide open inviting him with a finger on her mouth salivating, her eyes seductively calling on him.
“I am the one who can handle you in many ways… I can do anything for you Antonio…just mention it”.
Who does this bitch take me for?
“If I say it, you will do it”.
He glared down at her, towering above her.
Hannah grinned as she came up on her knees and held him, kissing the long length of his shaft, then licking the purple tip deliciously.
“Of course…(moans) name it…sugar… I will show you… I am worthy of being your bride, Mr. Antonio…whatever you want I will do it for you please”.
“Very well”.
He replied coldly, then he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her out from his groin.
“Take your unpleasant self out of my sight this minute”.
Hannah's eyes widened in shock.
“What? Mr… Mr… Antonio, you can't possibly end it this way…”
She chuckled nervously.
“I don't repeat myself, woman!”
“Come on Antonio…this is insane…you know we fit each other very well…let's just think things over for a minute, okay? Please… I love you, Antonio”.
With a growl, he shook his head and laughed.
“Love? You are the most immature slut I know…” he replied with a maddening calm.
“Immature!”
Hannah yelled off her head near tears.
She sat up angrily.
“Immature you say?”
Antonio was surprised about how crazy she switched, he didn’t expect her to be that mad, mad enough to dare raise her voice at him.
“Look who is talking about maturity, you went on and proposed to some local bingo, knowing she doesn't fit your sexual standards, you came back to me crying for sex, is your grandma even aware that you are here? You are not even man enough! Don’t you fucking talk to me about maturity! You are not…”
Before she could finish, he gripped her small neck with one giant hand.
Her eyes bulged open and red as she tried to catch her breath.
“You've been running your mouth pretty much huh?”