ANTONO’s POV
“Sì, si Tilda mi sto prendendo cura di Antonio molto bene. Non devi preoccuparti. Per preoccuparti.” Matteo said as he tapped my shoulders and smirked like he was some big brother who was asked to watch after his little brother when in reality, the dumbass is only older than me for two fuckin’ days.
I looked down at his hands on my shoulder and shot him a dirty look, causing him to retract his hands immediately and dropped the smirk on his face. I dragged the phone from his hand his placed it against my ears.
“Mom, I’m not a kid anymore, I'm a grown ass man and I can take care of myself. I don’t need Matteo or anyone taking care of me or watching after me.” I said to my mom.
“I know you’re old enough to take care of your self son.” She replied. “ Ma sarai sempre il mio
