Chapter 27
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Isabella walked hand in hand with Santo into Nonna’s house. When they got inside the house, Nonna came rushing to them.
“My babies, Isabella you look gorgeous.” Nonna hugged Isabella.
“Grazie Nonna, you are looking beautiful, I love this maroon colour on you.”
Nonna grinned and turned to greet Santo, pinching his cheeks. The doorbell rang, making Nonna sigh.
“My handsome devil, go take Isabella to the bar while I attend to that.” She said, walking back to the door.
Isabella sat down at one of the bar chairs while Santo poured her a glass of wine.
“Aren’t you going to drink mi amor?”
Santo gave a nod as he slid the glass to Bella. She accepted and turned to face the people who entered. Recognising her sister Stella she went to her and greet both Harrison and Stella.
“Prepare yourself Bells, mom invited Lola.” Stella complained, heading for the bar.
“Why would she do that? I specifically only invited you, Dex, Harry and our parents.” Isabella sulked.
Taking a glass from Santo, Stella sipped on her wine.
“Mom said and I quote, she should have been invited.” Stella told Isabella sarcastically.
Harrison went to soothe his wife by rubbing her arms.
“We will have your back Bells, hopefully she will behave.” He stated.
Santo could see the facial expression on Bella’s face, she was dreading this already. He moved towards her, holding her chin so Bella could look at him. She was biting her lip, anxiously.
“Tesoro, it’ll be fine, hmmm.” He said confidently and she nodded, hoping that would be true.
Nonna entered the room looking upset, Isabella went her.
“Nonna what’s wrong?” Isabella asked, worried about the look on Nonna’s face.
“Maria brought an extra guest, Santo I cannot deal with your mother.” She said angrily.
“Who is it Nonna?”
“The Abbott doll.”
“I am not a doll Nonna, please.” Brooke grinned, ignoring all of the simmering looks she was getting.
“You aren’t invited, you and Lola should leave.” Santo demanded.
Brooke made her way to the bar and poured herself a drink.
“I suppose I could just i********:, do a live of the Moretti’s kicking out poor old me.” A saccharine smile curved Brooke’s lips as she watched with pleasure how they all looked displeased.
“Don’t f*****g tempt me.” Stella muttered under her breath as she took a sip.
Anthony decided it was time to take control of this mess Maria had created.
“Good evening everyone, look obviously we won’t throw you out Brooke so why don’t we head to the table to eat since everyone is here.” He said in a tight lipped smile. Everyone made their way to the dining table. Maria and Anthony allowed Nonna to sit at the head of the table but she took Isabella’s hand and took a seat next to the head with Santo sitting next to Isabella. Stella and Harrison followed sitting next to them followed by Dexter then Victor at the other head of the table. Sandra was next to Victor followed by Jamie, Armando, Lola, Brooke, Maria and Anthony at the other head of the table. Once everyone had taken their seat Nonna indicated for her butler and staff to serve her guests. As the first meal arrived, Stella got excited.
“Nonna this looks fantastic.” Stella said.
Brooke took a bite of her food, laughing lyrically at Stella. “A bit presumptuous to say that to Carol isn’t it Stella.” Brooke snipped.
“I asked Isabella to tell her siblings to call me nonna.” Nonna responded back.
“That’s if they can manage to stay together.” Maria snickered.
“How about the people who were not invited by Isabella and myself shut the f**k up.” Santo commanded. He took Isabella’s hand he was holding and kissed it. Isabella smiled at him then went back to her food.
“Santo that is no way to talk to our guest!” Maria yelled.
“She’s not our guest and I specifically told papa you weren’t invited either.” Santo said angrily. This whole thing was starting to piss him off but he knew it was important for his Nonna and Isabella.
Isabella rubbed his thigh to calm him down. She looked at him and sighed, “Santo let’s just enjoy the dinner Nonna has provided, si?”
Santo peeped at Isabella, she was pleading with him and he nodded.
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