《Ticket to Verona ✔️》twenty four
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~Leo
The sound of the shower running woke me up the following morning. I reached over and noticed that Ria's side was cold. I was about to get up when she walked out of the shower, a towel wrapped around her and a plastic bag covering her cast.
"Buongiorno, amore mio."
"Good morning." She mumbled before walking into our wardrobe. I cautiously followed her.
"Amore?"
She gave me a quick glance, a small smile, and then turned back to all of her clothes.
"Aria." I said, a little louder this time.
She turned towards me, tears welling in her eyes. I instantly picked her up and placed her on our bed, her face nestled in my chest.
"Amore mio, please, tell me why you're so upset."
"It's nothing, I'm fine."
"And I'm a pink elephant. Please, tell me what has you so sad." I tucked her hair behind her ears.
"Your parents. They're coming today, and I need to make a good impression because you know, they're your parents. What if they don't like me and they make me leave or you break up with me? I can't handle that. What if-"
I interrupted her rambling. "What if they love you and end up liking you more than me?"
She was silent after that.
"Aria baby, I am 100% sure that they are going to love you. I mean, how could someone not love you?"
"What if-"
I pressed my lips onto hers to prevent another rant. "Stop those crazy thoughts in that pretty little head of yours and go and get dressed. I'll go and make breakfast."
She nodded and hopped off of the mattress and into the wardrobe. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and walked downstairs to prepare breakfast.
~~~
20 minutes later, breakfast was ready and Aria walked into the kitchen, dressed in a gorgeous summer dress.
fucking hell.
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even with her crutches and bruises and bandages, she is still the most gorgeous girl in the world.
I passed her a mug of coffee and she grabbed it with both hands before jumping up onto a kitchen island chair. I placed her breakfast down in front of her and she thanked me before eating.
Our peaceful moment was interrupted by the sound of multiple voices. Enzo walked in, followed by Nikolai and Theo.
"Hey, bug! You ready to meet the in-laws?" Enzo smiled as he sat down next to Aria.
"Um-"
"Yes. She is." I interjected before she could doubt herself any more than she already is.
"You have nothing to worry about, sis. They are lovely, despite being, you know, ex-mafia bosses." Theo smiled at her, ruffling her hair which resulted in complaints form Ria.
"yeah, um, haven't met them, sorry Ria."
"Don't you have an entire mafia to run, Ivanov?"
"Don't you, Romano?" Nikolai responded, raising an eyebrow.
"I still want to kill you, don't test me."
"No, you can't!" Aria practically yelled. "he's my friend."
"Okay, okay, fine, amore mio. I won't kill Niko." I frowned, kissing her head.
Aria tried to get off the chair, her plate in her hand.
"Muffin, what are you doing?"
"Uh, I'm going to wash up, duh." She scowled at her brother.
"No, you are not washing that up for three reasons. one, we have a dishwasher. Two, we have people to do that for us if necessary, and Three, you are my girl and you have a broken ankle, no way in hell are you moving to put that away." I frowned as I took the plate off of her and put it in the dishwasher before she could.
"I still could have done it myself." She pouted.
"Who could have done what themselves?"
The sound of my mother's voice drifted into the kitchen and Aria's eyes widened.
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Not far behind, my father walked in, his signature frown set straight on his face. He can smile, he just doesn't seem to.
"Mrs Romano!" Enzo grinned, capturing my mother in a hug.
"Enzo! It has been so long, and what have I told you about calling me that? You make me sound 80." She smiled as she gave him a hug.
My father walked up to me, a small smile on his face. "Figlio. How are you? I've heard you've had quite the few months."
I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Um, yes, I guess you could say that."
"And who is this?" my mother squealed excitedly.
Oh no.
"Mother, Father, this is Aria, my girlfriend. Ria, this is my mother, Fiametta, and my father, Alessandro."
My baby smiled nervously and waved her hand slightly. Within seconds, my mother was hugging the life out of her.
"Mama, please, don't kill her."
My mother gently let Aria go and she turned to me with a scowl on her face. "How dare you! As if I would kill my first and only daughter in law!"
My father walked up to Aria and smiled even wider. "It's a pleasure to meet you, my dear." He shook her hand.
"It's lovely to finally meet you, Mr and Mrs Romano." Aria said.
"Oh please, call me Fiametta, or anything else, just not Mrs Romano, you're family, dear." My mother smiled yet again.
"Um, okay." Aria smiled, sending a glance my way.
"Now, how about we all go into the living room and catch up? Leonardo, make some coffee, I want to get to know my new daughter."
~~~
We were now all in the living room. When I say all, I mean literally almost everyone. As well as Aria, myself and my parents, Enzo, Theo, Niko, Killian, Gio, Astrid and Bria and Seb were in here as well.
"And yeah, then Enzo and Killian came into the library and a few days later I met Leo, again."
"That is adorable! You met in the airport!"
Aria had just finished telling the story of how we met to my mother.
"Now, I heard you had a little bit of trouble with the Russians." My father interjected. He had a long-term rivalry with Dmitri, and I know he's interested in how he's finally dead and why we have the current Russian mafia leader in our home.
"Oh yeah, um they kinda, um, took me." Aria mumbled.
"They did what? Leonardo, how could you let this happen?" My mother smacked me across the head.
"No it wasn't his fault. I went out to the shed and they took me from there." Aria explained gently.
"They were bastards the whole time. We couldn't find her for over two months."
"Two months! Leonardo, I trained you better than that." My father frowned at my confession.
"No, it's okay, Nikolai helped me, he helped me escape as well." Aria interrupted before I could get heckled by my father.
"Nikolai Ivanov?"
"Yes, he helped me get out of there and he helped me get home, thanks to Gio and Astrid as well." Aria explained.
"He also helped us take down Dmitri and now the Russian and Italian mafias are allies." Gio said.
"Hm. Well, I never thought I'd see the day, but I'm glad that the rivalry has been put to an end." My father spoke, giving Nikolai a slight nod.
"Enough about all this mafia stuff, when are you two getting married?" My mother interjected.
This will be fun.
~~~
Author's Note:
not the happiest with this but it is kinda sweet so oh well :)
Thank you all so much for reading!! <3
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