Hiding the Billionaire Mafia’s Twin

Author’s POV.

Fiorella lets her in and gives way for her.

Zelmira looks at their outdated and shabby sitting room , she’s disgusted by it but hides it, she has to fulfil her purpose of coming.

She walks to the couch and sits on the couch cautiously afraid that there might be bugs in there.

Fiorella rolls her eyes and locks the door before going to drop the glass of water on the table.

She walks back to Zelmira and sits beside her.

“So what do you know about my father?” Fiorella asks, trying hard to conceal her curiosity.

“Promise to work with me once I tell you and that you won’t tell Dante about Tito and I” Zelmira pleads.

Fiorella rolls her eyes for the second time then responds “You mean your former relationship with Tito”

“W-what, are you jealous in any way?” Zelmira asks in disbelief.

Fiorella swallows hard, ‘Me jealous?’.

” Why would I be jealous? “Fiorella retorts

” Well it seems like it “Zelmira adds.

Fiorella frowns not liking where this conversion is headed.

“Do you promise or not?”

“Yes I promise, can you tell me what you have to say or just get your rotten self out of my house!” Fiorella yells impatiently.

Zelmira gasps but recovers from the brutal insult.

“Your father wrote a will or so I presume…”

“A what?” Fiorella laughs “Papa had nothing other than this house and his little savings in his joint account with Mamma!” She exclaims.

“Well, according to Signora Aria, Dante’s mother, Dante was able to steal the will your father wrote and took all his properties away, maybe your father was a shady man,” Zelmira said with the intention of insulting her.

Fiorella shoots a glare at her making her rephrase her words.

“Maybe, he had some undercover business he didn’t want you or your mother to know, and those were the properties stolen by Dante” Zelmira mutters.

Her intention is to make Fiorella hate Dante and break his heart, so that he would come running back to her.

Fiorella couldn’t believe her ears, it can’t be true that her former childhood lover would do such, she and Dante grew up together, they were so close, how could he have done such a awful thing to her, leaving her Mamma and her penniless.

“How do I know you don’t have an ulterior motive?”

“I don’t have any evidence but I heard them talking about it. I decided to come to your house through the information my investigator gave me,” Zelmira smiles.

“But if you don’t want to believe me then it is up to you” Zelmira snickers.

Fiorella lips go dry, her eyes start getting moist all of a sudden.

Zelmira was about to stand up but Fiorella holds her back.

Fiorella stammers “A-are you sure about… what you… are saying?”

“I am more than sure Fiorella, she also said something about the death of your father but I didn’t get that part” Zelmira responds and stylishly removes her hand from Fiorella’s grip.

“I will be your eyes and ears in the mansion if you keep your promise, we might even become friends” Zelmira smiles broadly.

Fiorella squints suspiciously at her.

“I accept, let’s partner up” Fiorella mutters, still in shock.

“Friends” Zelmira forces a smile and stretches her hand.

“Partners” Fiorella sighs and accepts the handshake.

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Next morning, Fiorella gets ready to visit Noello in the hospital, she has called Tito and given him an excuse which he accepted.

Fiorella is still deep in thoughts and shocked about what Zelmira told her, Her Papa worked for their family for a long time, there is a possibility that Zelmira was right about it…

A knock comes in the door, jerking her out of her thoughts.

She goes to open the door and sees Signora Ginvera back with Noello and Noelle.

“My babies” Fiorella smiles and carries Noello surprising into her arms even though he is big and tall like a normal child his age.

Noello gasps but doesn’t hug her back.

“My baby” Fiorella smiles joyfully, kissing him .

“Stop, don’t give hickeys” Noello pouts his lips and squeezes his face.

Noelle pouts jealousy, she can’t contain it again and she asks “Mamma, what about me?”

Fiorella smiles and carries her up too but they both weigh tons of weight.

“The both of you are so heavy” Fiorella laughs and has to drop Noello.

They later go inside but Noello enters his room and goes to sleep in his bed.

“He was discharged sooner than expected but the doctor said there was no need to keep him any longer in the hospital” Signora Ginvera smiles and Fiorella smiles back.

“He said you’ve got a strong kid,” Signora Ginvera smiles.

“Yeah and I’m happy to have them both,” Fiorella sighs and heads to Noello’s room.

“I don’t like Pamela,” Noello yells from inside the room.

“Yes you do, you are crushing on her” Noelle teases.

Fiorella smiles and walks into their room.

“Stop stressing my baby” Fiorella giggles.

“So who is he crushing on?” Fiorella inquires and laughs.

“It’s Pamela, on our first day of school, he met her, her apples fell and Noello helped her pick them,, she cutely thanked him and during lunch time, she went to sit with him and Noello was smiling at her” Noelle narrates.

Noello, who was hiding under the bedsheets, sits up and throws a pillow at her.

“So you have a crush” Fiorella laughs “She is really pretty huh?”

“Mamma, it’s not cool, quit teasing me already, I don’t have a crush on her” Noello pouts even though it’s not not true.

He likes her a lot and is very excited to see her, that would be the only for returning to that stupid fancy school.

“Admit it already, you like her, but I don’t want to be grandma yet” Fiorella jokes.

“Mamma, you are so spoiled!” Noello yells and throws a pillow at her too.

Fiorella walks to Noello and sits on his bed.

“Kids, I am sorry for what I did to you both, Mamma was just having a bad time” Fiorella apologised.

“Do you both forgive me?”

“Yes” Noelle smiles but Noello is too arrogant and adamant to say he has forgiven her.

“My cutie pie” Fiorella smiles and tickles Noello.

“Mamma, stop being sassy” He rolls his eyes not laughing at all.

Fiorella smiles and hugs him placing his head on her b**bs.

“Don’t worry you will see Tito soon” Fiorella mutters sadly.

“I would love that” Noelle screams happily.

Noello tries raising his head but Fiorella puts his head back on her b**bs.

“Mamma, I am not a baby, like seriously” Noello rants.

“You are my baby, I have heard in some countries that children of six years of age take breast milk,” Fiorella giggles.

“That disgusting” Noello spits.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“No it’s not,” Fiorella laughs.

Noello rolls his eyes and frowns but deep down he’s enjoying the warm hug.

****

Tito stays still as the doctor checks his heartbeat and blood pressure, he doesn’t feel right at all.

“Doc. how is my health?, I mean by heartbeat?” Tito inquires.

“You are fine, your heartbeat is normal, your blood pressure is normal, you are great but you can also carry out further tests if you want,” the doctor said.

Tito doesn’t know whether he should be happy or disappointed.

Shawnte is seated on the rocking chair in his room, he doesn’t understand what is wrong with his boss, but he hopes he isn’t sick.

Tito refuses to have an injection because he is scared of syringes.

After the checkup the doctor leaves and Shawnte meets Tito.

“Boss, are you in good health?” Shawnte asked, concerned.

“I don’t know, I feel my heart beat irregularly sometimes” Tito replies and sighs.

“When does it occur?” Shawnte asks.

Tito thinks for a while then answers “When I am close to Fiorella, it’s strange, my heart beats faster though I think I am nervous around her just like when women are around me their heart beats fast and loud but i have never experienced it and now it’s happening frequently and it is really disturbing ”

Shawnte is stunned because he knows what that means.

” It only happens when she’s around you?”

” Yes “He nods.

“B-boss, you are sick but with a sickness called love” Shawnte speaks cautiously.

“I mean that…you are in love with Fiorella”

“What!” Tito exclaims.

He can never fall in love, it is not possible.

“Yes, you are in love with her” Shawnte said not smiling, it’s an awkward situation.

“No, this can’t happen,” Tito mutters and touches his heart.