Satan, please take me away! I cannot tolerate this anymore.

This is pure torment for f**k sake!

"Can you hear it?" The round and fully pregnant Banshee girl asked while she took small sips of her milk. "That's your fans chanting your name for just one glimpse of yours." She said taking pride for the millionth time for me into a star.

What star?

Action star? No.

Handsome star? Never.

Fire star? Not at all.

They call me the great WRINKLE STAR.

I mean, come on morons, I'm not even that old nor do I have those many wrinkles that I can represent it.

"Wrinkle star! Wrinkle star! Folds and folds of wrinkles and crinkles, Wrinkle star." I heard my so called fans chanting my name loudly from the outside of my mansion premises.

"This is all because of you. You provoked them to call me that. Anyways, why am I the wrinkle star and why is Alessia, the Flower star?" I asked keeping an eye on the senseless girl as requested by my dear son.

He went on a business meeting for few hours and had handed down the responsibility to look after his pregnant girlfriend to me and Alessia.

While I hate take even a second look at her smug face, I cannot help but think about my grandchild that is growing inside her.

Poor child, he will get a mother who has no filter for her actions.

"Ah, Aunt is beautiful like a flower. You can be a flower star too if you want. But since you are too old you can be withering flower star. What say, great title, yes?" Withering?

I scoffed at the predicament I was put in by both the heavens and hell. I don't know what kind of sin it was that made me go through a punishment named Bambina Banshee.

First, she forced me to eat pineapple again and again causing me to go to Emergency room several times. In the past seven months, I went to emergency rooms so many times due to pineapple that the damn fruit is not even affecting me these days anymore.

Then, to impress me, she left me alone with Jerry Chan and his gang so I can have peaceful conversation with him about our business.

Seriously? Who would do that? Who would send your person alone to enemy gang like that?

I was much smarter than anyone else so I managed to talk out a little with him and managed to get out of there without a scratch.

It did not end there, to freaking impress me and take my acceptance; she arranged a decent date for me and Alessia.

What my problem is, who in their right mind is waiting to go a date with that woman? Half the time she makes me want to pull my own limited hair due to all the blabbering she does.

One time, she asked my own son to let me take care of her in her heavy pregnant days. Reason; by making me clean the room, serve her food, fanning her with a hand fan and freaking cleaning her bathroom, she is impressing me by making me spend valuable time with her baby who is more or less like a grandchild to me.

I wonder what she makes me go through when she comes to know of my relation with her Alcohol.

"I asked Piper to arrange a fan-signing event for both of you so you can connect with your fans. From the moment your web series aired, people are literally going crazy over you and Aunt." She said clapping appreciatively to herself because after all she was the one who came up with the story and other nonsensical stuff.

"As a reputed Mafia don, I'm actually embarrassed."

"That is because it is your first drama. The whole world is in frenzy to get even a small glimpse of you and Aunt. So after the baby is born, you and Aunt will be casted in a new web drama." No, I will not do anymore of her dramas. I'm already having enough headaches.

"You will a Zombie who enters a high school as a student, looking for a goddess who can turn you back into a human. Aunt is that Goddess and you will fall in love with her. But the plot twist is the goddess will kill the Zombie." Where does she get these useless stuff from?

Her sisters along with this girl are a lethal combination. Deadly beyond a nuclear bomb.

"What? Why?"

"Because only if she kills you, you can reincarnate as a human, of course. Silly! You know what else is great, Oldie. You don't even have to wear makeup to look like a zombie. Your skin is already like leather soaked in water for years. You are truly gifted, Oldie." Faustino, you unfilial bastard! Come back soon and just take me away from her.

I can't bear to live anymore after hearing this!

"By the way, Oldie, call Alcohol and ask him when he is coming back." Thankfully I'm waiting to get out of the room for a breather so I went out immediately and called my useless son and asked him when he will be here.

He said he is almost there and shall be back in half an hour. I informed the same to her and Alessia brought a tub of warm water for Banshee to put her swollen feet in it.

"Should we go to the hospital first and ask Alcohol to follow us there?" She wondered out loudly.

"Hospital, why dear girl? Are you not feeling well?" Alessia asked worriedly. I stood next to both the women like a bodyguard and just concentrated on their mindless conversation.

"Not exactly. It's just that my water broke and I can feel the baby is almost at the door." Silence! Utter and deadly silence took over until Alessia got back to her senses first and screamed for me to help Banshee to the bed.

I rushed to the mad girl and got her on to the bed, in the meanwhile Alessia brought the delivery bag that we prepared for emergency purpose. I called the doctor and informed her about the matter.

Dr. Sanz, who is now friends with Banshee girl told us to concentrate on delivering the baby safely while she gets here. There is no enough time to call the ambulance and take her to the hospital.

"You foolish girl, why didn't you cry out in pain? Why didn't you say this earlier?" I yelled at her, immediately receiving a hard slap on my face from none other than Alessia.

"Stop shouting at her and ask Ale to get here as fast as possible." Why do you have to slap me to tell this?

Can't women in Diaz family be any more humble and soft?

"I'm not in that severe pain. I can just feel the sliding down of the baby slowly." Banshee girl answered calmly garnished with her usual clueless smile.

No pain? I can still remember how Faustino's mom suffered for hours from cramps and uneasy feeling to deliver him safely. Here, this girl is just chill.

What is she made of!

Wait, is she really a human?

Not any later, Faustino along with Piper and Ferb's fiancée, Mia rushed inside the room. Faustino took one side of the bed, getting worried for the girl in delivery while the other two girls took the other side of the bed.

Except for the one who should be feeling the unbearable pain, everyone is anxious and in what you call an emotional pain.

But the subject in question is just so chill and smiley!

I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me as it is not right for me to stay inside. But one last look at Banshee before leaving, I can say, I'm not worried at all.

She is just fine and will be alright whatsoever because her luck is strong!

And mine is not!

I was just out of the room and I could hear all sorts of voices, except for one annoyingly screechy ones. Not long after, Dr. Sanz also went inside the room and immediately came out in ten minutes informing the seemingly good news to me.

"Congratulation on becoming a grandfather to not one but two grandchildren. Mr. Diaz, your daughter in law happily and painlessly gave birth to a daughter and a son. I'm surprised that she only hissed a couple of times pushing the babies completely, other than that, she is not even tired or in much pain. Her face is glowing usually like it always does. But on behalf of the mother, the father of the children tears up a lot."

Woah, a granddaughter and a grandson! Finally one good news in years!

I'm now a grandpapa! Yay!

I will name them and make them just like me. They will be raised like lion and tigress and will inherit my attitude.

I will teach them everything and will make them prodigies in the Mafia world!

"I'm not surprised. She is undoubtedly made of iron." I mocked and asked her if I can go inside. She nodded her head in response and asked me to stay a little away from her to forbid accidents.

"The babies will be named –" I started saying but that mad girl cut me off before I could complete.

"Aunt Alessia, you can name our son. My Mama - Papa will name our daughter. Iand Alcohol will give their second names." She declared very casually as if I don't matter in this at all.

Why? I want to name my grandkids. I even searched for good names for months.

I want to name them!

Why is Alessia, an outsider naming them when I, their biological grandpapa am still here?

"What about me? I want to name them too." I huffed and asked angrily.

"I don't like your names selection. Your son's name is Faustino and I don't like it at all. Let the names to Aunt as she is like the babies, paternal grandmamma."

I will kill this girl!

I will kill her for sure one day!