Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Mimi frowned, looking down and stroking her still flat belly, “You think it’s the baby?”
Victor bent and stared at her belly, “If this is the kiddo’s doing, then I so much love him. He’s given daddy the best gift ever, a high libido. I can keep up with that.”
Mimi’s jaw dropped, “You are definitely cracked in the head.”
“And yet you love me,”
“I never said I love you.”
“Actually, you usually moan that when I’m about to make you come and you’re like, ‘come on, Vic, yes, go faster, I love you, faster, yes, faster, yes, yes, yes, ” Victor teased, perfectly imitating her sex voice.
Mimi was stunned before a feeling of indignation washed over her.
“Oh, you are definitely dead!” She growled and charged at him.
Victor ran for his life as Mimi gave him a hot chase, forgetting all about ringing the bell while her parents in question peeped at them through the window.
His Occupation
“I’m back!”
Mimi hollered just as her mother pulled and crushed her into her arms.
“You are finally home!” Her mother celebrated, the both of them jumping up and up just before her father came into view and she broke out of her mother’s arms to go embrace her father.
“Daddy!”
“My beautiful daughter!” The man opened his arms and Mimi ran into it, embracing the man tightly. No offense to her mother, but she missed her father so much and she relished his affection knowing that he would be disappointed in her soon.
“Victor!”
Mimi’s eyes popped open at once when she heard her mother and she pulled out of her father’s arms.
“Hi Hannah,” Victor flashed his goofy smile at her.
“Oh come here, you silly boy!” Hannah embraced him, patting his shoulder, “I’ve missed seeing you around when you’re not sneaking into my daughter’s room.”
…..
A shocked silence saturated the place while Victor and Mimi’s jaws nearly dropped to the ground. They turned to Hannah shapely with wide eyes. How did she…? No, no, the proper question should be, she knew all this while?
Victor and Mimi tried to explain at the same time,
“Hannah, I-I-I… It wasn’t intentional…”
“Mother, we were going to tell you …”
“Oh please,” Hannah chortled, flipping her hair dramatically, “Before I was your mother, I was a young woman too.” She knew all of her adventures.
Mimi pressed her lips together and turned to Victor for answers, not that he had any to offer. He means this wasn’t part of the plan. Hannah dropped the bomb on them.
Hannah moved to her husband and placed her head on his shoulder as the man stood straighter, puffing out his chest with pride. His gaze connected with Victor’s, clearing his throat expectantly.
Victor was jostled into action as he stepped forward, hurriedly introducing himself, “I’m Victor Luciano, sir…” He looked at Mimi, “And your daughter’s boyfriend.” He thrust out his hand for a handshake.
But the man looked him up and down in an assessing way before finally enveloping his palm firmly.
Ouch, he had a strong grip, Victor noted.
“Call me, Roger,” The man said.
“Yep, Roger that.” Victor joked, only to see his expression change and he gulped fearfully. Perhaps, he shouldn’t have said that. Some people do not take jokes lightly, right?
What has he done?
Victor slowly looked to Mimi for help but she shook her head, he was on his own.
To their shock, Mimi’s father suddenly burst into loud laughter, patting Victor on his shoulder hard while lost in happiness and Victor tried to keep up cheerfully albeit nervously. He thought Daniel was scary, but it seems there are different versions of scary.
“Aye, this lad is a funny one.” Roger was delighted. He pointed to Mimi, “You did a good job by catching this one, he’s a fine wine and better than the previous flies hovering around you,”
“They are called ex-boyfriends, father, not flies.” Mimi sighed.
“Alright, no more nit-picking,” Hannah interfered, “I made a lot of food and they are to be eaten by humans, not the damn flies,”
“And yet you always tell me to mind my language,” Mimi pointed out the impartiality.
“Get married and you can make your own rules,” Hannah was smug as she led them into the dining room.
“Don’t worry, mother, I’m pregnant. So marriage is a given,” Mimi said of course in her mind. She would break the news to her family after they’d eaten. That way, her mother wouldn’t be able to chase her with a full stomach.
The men were the first to settle down as Mimi helped her mother dish out the food and settled down when they were done.
“Before we eat, can someone say grace? Anyone?” Hannah looked at him, “Victor?”
“Sure,” He smiled.
The whole family held hands as Victor began, “Bless this food to our bodies, Lord, and let us hold you in our hearts. In Jesus’ name, we pray, Amen.”
“Amen!” They chorused.
Done, they picked their utensils and dug into their food just as Hannah began with her interrogation,
“I didn’t know you were religious?”
“Table manners, Mom.” Mimi reminded her. To be precise, she was trying to save Victor from her intense questioning.
“We have a guest, it’s right that we keep him entertained,” of course, her father was quick to defend his wife.