Terrible First Impression
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“Stop squeezing your face like you're going through some deep s**t. You're just moving to a whole different place. Not going through the seven levels of hell.”
I ignored Alessio and focused on Aiden. His bright and bubbly eyes were all over the place on the plane, but thankfully, he wasn't crying. I made eye contact with him, and he smiled right back at me. So cute.
“He's such a quiet child. I thought children were always supposed to cry at every slight thing.”
“That's for other babies. My son is no cry baby. He hates causing issues for his momma. Isn't that right, sweetie.” I said as I blew raspberries at him, and he giggled in delight. Alessio stared at us, but I paid him no mind, and he kept staring. There was no way in hell I was going to let him make me nervous when I had my cutie right here with me. Besides, what was the worst that could happen?
Little did I know that I had made that statement made much too soon, and I would be confronted with one of the biggest issues I was ever going to face.
***
What the actual f**k?
Camilla glared at the lady with the outstretched hand, and Alessio's words kept ringing in her head.
“Meet my fiancé, Olivia.”
Camilla immediately recognized the nagging lady in first class who met, complaining about every single thing in the plane. She wasn't even paying attention to Alessio but the baby in his arms.
'That lady was Alessio's fiancé? Tch, now I see why she reminded me of someone. She kept acting spoiled and stupid. How in the world is she with Alessio, and she still has her tongue with that kind of attitude?'
Camilla's eyes finally met that of Olivia, and the latter shrank back in obvious disgust.
“Argh! It's the b***h who told me to shut up! Alessio hunie, she was the one I was referring to! Did you hire her as a maid? I knew you'd get revenge on the b***h for me. Come here you! ”
Olivia suddenly reached out to drag Camilla by the ear. Camilla, taken by surprise, quickly dodged and held her hand. Her eyes blazed with cold fury.
“Don't you dare touch me.”
Olivia seemed taken aback by both her grip and expression. There was an unspoken war and tension in the air until Alessio cut in.
“My, my I'd say you're both getting along quite well. Let's all go in. Charles, get the servants to pack all the bags in.” Alessio said as he motioned to an elderly man who was the butler of the mansion. Camilla quickly noted to greet him later and went into the house.
They had all settled in the living room, and Olivia was seething with rage as she wiped her sleeve while glaring at Camilla, who completely ignored her and motioned for Aiden to come to her. He went into her arms and she sat in a far corner away from the couple.
“Ahh, I feel quite exhausted from all the stress. So let's get this done with. Olivia, this is Camilla. My wife from two years ago, whom I divorced and kept away from. We met through some circumstances I will not be explaining and Camilla, this is my current fiancé, Olivia. Whom I will be marrying in a year's time.”
“You have a knack for keeping fiancés, Alessio. Well, I won't say it's a pleasure to meet you because you left quite a terrible first impression, but I hope we can co-exist and live together in peace.”
Olivia, at this point, completely lost it.
“What in the world are you talking about, Alessio Rodriguez? How can another woman, your ex-wife! Stay with us. With me! Who is currently engaged to you. People will think you have a fling or a thing for her.”
“That's disgusting to even think about.” Camilla quickly cut in.
“Well excuse me you slut, but even I find that impossible.”
“Well let me tell you something that even if you don't know Miss Olivia, I would rather die than get back to Alessio and plus, being married to him is no fun at all. It's drab, dreary, and boring. Now, why would I want to jump into such obvious misfortune and ruin my chances? I also have a boyfriend.”
“And he agreed to this?”
“Well, I didn't exactly tell him because if I did, he won't let me come.”
“You see that, Alessio! She's after your money and you.”
Alessio sighed tiredly to himself.
“Quit it Olivia. Believe me when I saw this, Camilla's hatred for me runs deep for reasons between us and I asked her to come here because of my son.”
“I'm sorry, what? That child is….”
“Yes, that boy in her arms is my son. Alessandro Rodriguez.”
“He's no f*****g Rodriguez. Call him that one more time and watch us walk. Sick or no sick, I'd rather I slave off my ass than for him to bear your cursed family name.” Camilla immediately cut in.
“Watch what you say, Camilla.”
“Same goes to you, Alessio. Mutual respect is key to me being here.”
Alessio threw up his hands in surrender, and Olivia gasped in surprise at his actions. Never had she seen him give in so quickly to a woman because he would rather not argue with her. This was a first, and it made her extremely uncomfortable.
“I don't like this Alessio, what will people say?”
“I'll cut off their tongues and besides, it's not like you have a choice, Olivia. This is my house after all and don't bother running to your parents to complain, they know, and I told them I won't tolerate any sort of insolence from them or you.”
Olivia stood up from her chair and marched up the stairs to her room. Camilla stared at her departing backside and shook her head.
“Your wife has a pretty figure. No wonder you chose her.”
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