Chapter 315
Rachel
I went looking for Massimo and couldn’t find him anywhere in the apartment just as I thought I cooled down and can speak to him again he went and left without telling me. The second time today he just left me. I went looking for Marco. “Marco I’m going out, are you coming with?” “Yes, off course where are we going?” “For a walk and something to eat.” When we got outside, I started walking in the direction of Central Park, the route we always took when we were running. I knew there was a sandwich coffee shop near Starbucks and I wanted to go there. Just as we got there Marco’s phone rang. “If that is Massimo you better not tell him where we are.” Marco just looked at me “Yes Luca” I heard him say. “Sorry Luca Rachel doesn’t want boss to know where we are, but she is fine he doesn’t have to worry about that.” Then he put the phone down. “Thank you, Marco.” “Boss is going to be very upset.” “I don’t really care Marco.” We went into the coffee shop and I ordered a Pastrami sub with all the trimmings and an ice deaf hazelnut coffee, Marco didn’t want anything. Well to bad. I got us a booth at the back of the coffee shop. And started to unwrap my sandwich. “I’m sorry Marco.” “For what Rachel?” “For dragging you into our fight.” “I’m paid to keep you safe Rachel, don’t worry about it.” I took out my phone and started googled about Italians and their ways of giving names apparently the first-born son gets the grandfathers, fathers name and a girl gets the fathers, mothers name. I still didn’t want that for our children. I got quiet and started thinking about my behavior. Was this whole thing really such a big issue. Did I really needed this sandwich this much or was I just being vindictive because he left me alone for the second time again today. And I wanted him to stress. I absolutely had the right to be upset but just maybe I’m overreacting. I started to feel bad and then I heard someone clearing his throat and fuck me I knew that sound when I looked up, I looked into Massimo’s eyes. How the fuck did he knew where we are, Marco didn’t tell them I listened to their conversation. And just like that I was mad all over again.
Massimo
We where about 2 blocks away from my office when I felt guilty as hell for leaving Rachel for the second time today and for not telling her. I told Luca to turn around and take me back to the penthouse. We needed to talk this out. We are behaving like children. Both of us are feeling that we are right there must be a middle way. When we got back at the apartment Bella wasn’t there, thank God Marco wasn’t there either so she took him with her. I let Luca phone Marco to find out where they are, but Marco didn’t want to tell us. Great so we are going to go on with this fight. “Luca use that tracker on her watch, I want to know where she is now.” “Okay boss.” A few seconds later Luca came back. “They are down the street at a coffee shop Boss.” “Good let’s go.” When we reached the coffee shop, I was upset all over again. She didn’t see me approach she was eating her sandwich and looking at her phone. When I stood right in front of her and I cleared my throat she looked up at me but the look I got was not a good one. “Oh, so now you are a stalker to no wonder you could leave me in the middle of the street because you will know where I am.” “Well, you didn’t want to tell Luca where you are and I needed to find you.” “Why?” “Because I thought we could talk like grownups.” “Do grown ups walk out on their wife without telling them where they are going? Do grownups leave their wife in the middle of shopping because he didn’t get his way?” “I’m back Rachel okay, now can we go to the pent house. I have a meeting I can’t be late for.” “Yes, Massimo we can go back to the pent house I don’t want to make you late for your IMPORTANT MEETING, God forbid.” She got up and I put my hand on her lower back to help her out, she flinched when I touched her. I didn’t like that at all. Luca was waiting outside with the SUV. Rachel walked pass the SUV, “Get in the car Rachel.” “We can walk.” “No, we can’t get in the fucken car you are testing my patients today.” She turned around and got in the SUV, when I got in, she looked at me and asked “And what about my patience Massimo because I don’t have anymore. I’m not in the mood for more bull shit or you running away from the problem, it’s our children’s name for God’s sake we need to figure it out before they come.” “I know Rachel and that is why we are going back to the penthouse to talk about it.” “Will there be talking or are you just going to say what you want and I have to live with it.” “Can we please stop this, Rachel; we will talk about it okay I will listen to you and I would very much like it if you listen to me to.” “Fine.” We got to the penthouse “Living room” was all I said to her. When we got seated Rachel said “Talk I’m listening?” “Well like I said earlier I assumed you would be fine with the fact that I want to call our son Salvadore and our daughter Rossa.” “You know what Massimo?” “What?” “Assumptions is the cause of all fuckups in live.”
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