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Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Bartolomeo walked inside and dialed the number to his office desk. Sylvester hadn't heard a word from Bartolomeo hell he hadn't even been home which scared him. He was taking over until they could find someone related to Bartolomeo to become the Don of the Mafia as he heard the phone ringing he answered it The Carusone boys how may I help you? Sylvester this is Bartolomeo he started but heard screaming from the other side of the phone. BARTOLOMEO. Bartolomeo where the hell are you at man? Are you safe? Do you need one of the boy's to come and get you Sylvester asked curiously. No, no I am fine a nice young woman saved me and is taking good care of me and I have decided to pay my debts by helping her through the rest of her pregnancy by staying here and helping her out but I should be back in five months to at the most he said smiling But Sylvester I need to go help this woman right now it was a pleasure to talk to you and I shall call you almost everyday he then hung the phone up and walked downstairs slowly wincing at each step since his chest and stomach area really did hurt badly Ah, Sophie dont you think you should get off your feet youve got me here now you dont ever have to worry about anything Im going to take really good care of you for the next five months he said lightly grabbing the young woman up in his arms easily picking her up even in both of their current situations and took her to the table sitting her down. He found a wooden box that the milk came in and he brought it sitting it on the floor in front of Sophie he then went and found a pillow and came back into the kitchen placing the pillow on the box. Now you put your feet up and dont worry about a thing miss.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Sophie glanced back to him when he came back and she smiled. Bart, please, I am not an invalid. I can She started before he swooped her up in his arms. She was stunned. He was recovering from bullet wounds and he was acting like she was the one who had been shot, while pregnant! Bartolomeo! Put me down! Youll open your wounds! And Dr. Antonelli will not appreciate that you opened them again after he spent so long to keep them closed and not bleeding! She would know, she was there. Even while he was recuperating, she stayed by his side, making sure to help with his dressing when Antonelli wasnt there, keep him clean and well shavedneedless to mention the time she did knick him once, the first time but hadnt done so since!and just looking after him, even maybe admiring him. A handsome man. It never one ceased to cross her mind that he was a Carusone. Not just any Carusone. Don Carusone. But stillshe was pregnant, pretty far along, lonely and there was a man right there. Her mind snapped back to the present as she found herself in a chair, her feet up and he once more rubbing them. Well if he did that, she surely couldnt try to fight him on this. No way. Not when he had the magical hands of a saint and was relieving the ache in the ball of her feet as well as the souls of them just with his fingers and thumbs? She sighed softly and closed her eyes. If you keep doing that Signor then it will be impossible for me to tell you no. You must stop, you need to rest. You have wounds that need to heal still She sighed softly, her voice and tone clearly showing she wasnt really trying or fighting for him to stop. It was too good. And she felt more relaxed than she had since before she got married. Sinking back in the comforts of her chair, her head lolled to her shoulder and within minutes, she fell asleep.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Bartolomeo ignored as she started begging for him to let her down trying to tell him that if he didnt stop then he would rip the stitches in his gun wounds and he smiled to himself knowing that he had been through a lot worse than that and had lived it through it. Listen Sophie I am telling you know while I am here you arent going to need to worry about anything because Im going to take care of it all. Massaging your feet getting you things you need, mowing the lawn, protecting you. Everything a good husband would do for his wife but you dont have to worry about the romantic part of the deal which should be great for you because thats one less thing you have to worry about he said looking up into her eyes realizing that even though he had only technically known her a week that he was falling in love with this young woman. The worst part is that he barely knew her and you could tell that because he was kneeling on the ground massaging the feet of the one and only Corleone Princess. As he finished massaging her feet he realized that she was asleep and so he asked the woman named Santini where Sophies room was. After she had told him where the room was located Bartolomeo picked her up again knowing shed be mad at him if he were to have done this while she was awake and he carried her to her room placing her in the bed and he covered her up and tucked her in lightly as he smiled at her sleeping form for a few moments before going downstairs. So Santini how love have you worked for Miss Sophie he asked curiously wanting to know all he could about this young woman.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

It was kind of a bit of sting. Knowing that he was gong to do all the things that a husband would do, minus the loving part, the romance part an all the intimacies. Oh well, beggars cant be choosers and it didnt stop her from falling asleep. Because she had fallen asleep within minutes. From his earlier foot massage to now, and the fact that since she had gotten bigger, it became increasingly difficult to sleep. Even if she cuddled up to her body pillow, it still didnt satisfy or fill the empty void she felt, a void put in place by her ex-husband when he treated her as badly as he had done. Now though, she felt most relaxed. Sure, her pregnancy was going along swimmingly. But even she couldnt quell the ache and emotional pain she felt. Even if she was so excited to be a mom. She was even more afraid of being a terrible mom and failing her daughter. Sophie slept, snoring very silently softly through her nose after she was tucked in. Santini, the plump and robust chef with chubby cheeks and a rosy tint to them and such a carefree and loving smileit was clear she was more than just a chef to Sophie, she had also been her nanny when she was growing upwas in the kitchen, putting the final touches on the pasta lunch that she would now put some away for Miss Sophie for when she woke up. Poor thing was exhausted. Between taking care of herself and nursing her growing daughter in her womb, on top of taking care for the Carusone boy, she really was overworking herself. Bart was right in his own to make her get off of her feet because Sophie had been ordered by the her doctor to do that as well but she didnt heed the advice. Looking to the young boy, she smiled. Since she was born. She said softly. I was her nanny. She spoke in a lovely Italian accent. Not too heavy but it was clear that she was still working on her English. Sophie usually spoke to her in Italian. After all, it was Santini who taught her. Even when she was married to Signor, the bad Signor, I was there for her. I tried to be. She frowned, sometimes blaming herself for the abuse that Sophie had gone through because she wasnt aware of it, or didnt even notice. They both had hid it so well from her. It was only after Sophie went to her father to ask for a divorce, did Santini know. And then it all made sense. She plated a large bowl of pasta and bread for him and pushed it to him. Eat. You are too thin. She smiled though, that warm and loving smile. Unconditional love. This woman was the queen of it.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Well Santini I am going to thank you for raising her the way you did. Shes become a very kind hearted and beautiful young woman both physically and emotionally and thank you I havent really eaten solid food in at least a week Bartolomeo smiled as the slightly aging beautiful Italian woman brought him a plate of pasta with homemade garlic bread resting in it slightly and he took a bite and smiled Oh mio DioOh my GodBartolomeo exclaimed happily in full Italian This is some of the best pasta I have ever had in my life he said wanting Santini to know she had done a wonderful job cooking the pasta and the bread both. Slowly he began eating it until finally it was all gone and then like a gentleman he wiped his face and hands off turning to Santini to Thank you very much for the hospitality Santini but if it wouldnt be too much to ask I would like to tell you a secret you mustnt tell anyone though. I..I am falling for Sophie in a romantic way and if you wouldnt mind I would love to know more about her. Who her husband was, where he is, who her family, if you know what does she look or in a man, what are her likes, dislikes anything you can tell me about her Id really appreciate it Bartolomeo said already warming up to both Sophie and Santini which was something that he almost never did because his job gave him a lot of enemies who would gladly kill him off. One of them, actually the biggest enemy he had just so happened to be the father of the woman laying upstairs but he didnt know that. Slowly he grabbed his plate and took it to the sink and began washing all of the dishes in the sink so where he could help Santini out a little bit she had worked so hard since he had been awake and he knew shed have to be tired and so he wanted to help lighten up her work load a little bit.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Is it bad that I love this roleplay so much I am using an online translater to mke it more authentic? XD Bartolomeo's eyes grew wide with anger at the mention of Don Corleone name he cussed out in Italian Don Corleone cazzo suina infide Don Corleone fucking treacherous swine slowly he made a fake spiting sound as he said the man's name I am fine with her being a Corleone since she is sweet and caring and I can still see mysel being with her but Don Corleone. Oh I have a bone to pick with that fottuto stronzo Fucking asshole he killed my father like a coward. He waited until my father was watching the Opera in a neutral part of town where we Carusone's try not to cause any problems with the Corleone's and he had his men shoot my father in the head six months ago and I held my father as he died. That's what caused the attack the other day and why I am in my current situation he exlpained to Santini as he saw the Tiramisu which he happily began to eat as he continued listening to her story about all the things that had happened to Sophie in the last few months Well that Alberto fella had it coming to him Sophie seems like such a wonderul girl, very kind and peaceful even though her father is a monster she deserves respect and to be taken well care of that is why I am staying here to help take care of her even after her baby is born. It is such a pity that she does not have a man who is willing to treat her like a queen and do everything for her. I swear if our two families were not such enemies I'd marry her myself one day and even raise the child as my own if she'd allow me too but because we are such enemies I would never get her father's blessing and as you know according to Italian tradition which I hold near and dear to my heart if the father says no it doesn't happen he said finishing up the Tiramasu.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

lol of course not! xD I love genuine work Santini listened to him and her head tilted. She should have expected a string of profanities to come from this boys mouth. She simply laughed softly. Perhaps it was just the fact they were women but she and Sophie never could understand the fight. It was just pride and ego in the way of peace and happiness. And the more he spoke, the more she started to see that this pride and ego between the two families would cause two people who could very well find happiness, to stay apart. So with a heavy sigh, she reached over and put her hand on his, in a motherly way of course. Then my boy, I hope you can understand where I am coming from when I say this. Sophie is my daughter. Not even like her daughter. She helped raise her. And if youre falling for her but realize it can never be because of her father, then you best hope she doesnt fall for you too.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Bartolomeo smiled as he realized all of the things that he had just said to this woman who in retrospect was a complete stranger but even than that was she was a stranger that worked for his mortal enemy and here he sat with her spilling his guts to her. Letting her know his feelings and everything else that would usually get a Mafia man killed but he truly and honestly didnt have to worry about anything because he knew for sure that Don Corleone wouldnt try killing the girl he loved since she just so happened to be his daughter. Well it wouldnt be the worst thing in the world if she fell for me miss Santini Bartolomeo said smiling as he lightly kissed the top of her hand like a gentleman would You see I would be the one who won because I would be getting a beautiful, kind hearted woman and a pure innocent child to take care of and I promise you now that if Sophie and I got together I would take care really good care of her and I would never let any harm come to your beautiful Sophie he said honestly as he smile a true smile to Santini But if you dont mind I want to go check on her and make sure shes alright with that Bartolomeo stood up and walked towards the stairs walking up them. As he got to the top of the stairs he went to Sophies bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed slightly.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Santini smiled. This is true, it wouldnt be. But what good would it be if you cant give her all she deserves. All because you men cant seem to come to a terms of peace with each other. See, the women in both families Im sure only go along with this because of the men but they too think its absolute bullshit. She told him. Sophie is one of them. She loves her father too much to ever speak out against him. So instead, shell take his mortal enemy, nurse him back to life and maybe fall for him. She was smiling now and took his empty plate back. Go on then my boy. But if you hurt her, the Great Santini will come for you. Before the Corleones got to him. Though she had a feeling that Bartolomeo already knew that. Watching him go, she returned to her work in the kitchen, wrapping up before she took some time to herself. Sophie was sleeping well. She lay on her back, her hands on her belly over the blanket and she looked so peaceful. Like nothing could hurt her, like nothing would get her. The shift of the bed at the foot, the shift in weight had her stir a little bit. Her head turned to the side, and her bangs covered her face and then she turned her head again her eyes starting to flutter open slowly. She yawned softly and stretched, a small cute little noise coming from her satisfaction in the stretch and then she looked before her, finding Bartolomeo there. Hi. Slowly, she sat herself up, resting back against the mountain of pillows and her hands resting on her belly once more. I hope you ate. I apologize for falling asleep. The downside of you telling me to be so relaxed. She laughed a little bit.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Bartolomeo smiled as he walked in and saw how she was sleeping she looked absolutely beautiful even in her current state she was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Then he watched with interest on how she woke up and was immediately sweet to him even though she knew that her father and him were worst enemies. Oh, dont worry about a thing Sophie the food was wonderful. It has been a while since I have had a home-cooked meal especially an Italian home-cooked meal. Im always worrying about being shot and looking over my shoulder for Don Corleone and his men to kill me but youd know all about that wouldnt you Miss Corleone. Your employee Santini told me everything but dont worry Im not going to do anything I like you way too much to ever even think about doing anything to you because youve been so wonderful to me Bartolomeo said smiling as he placed his hand on her waist and rubbed her stomach. So how about I help you downstairs and we get some food in you for that beautiful baby he asked wanting to help her as much as possible And dont worry about a thing Im glad you got some sleep a woman pregnant or not deserves to have beauty sleep although you might not want to get any more if you do I dont think the world would be able to handle your beauty.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

It was as if all the color from her face drained momentarily. She could lash out at Santini for giving it away. She could but the fact he even said that he wouldnt hurt her or her baby as some deluded means to get back at her father for murdering his father, and the fact he even seemed that he wouldnt do such a thing, she relaxed quite a bit. As she sank back against the pillows, she sighed deeply and nodded her head slowly. Im sorry I didnt tell you. I justI didnt think that it mattered. Ive always thought the rivalry between our families was stupid and childish. She said softly. Thankfully, he also understood what she did for him and that made her feel a lot better. Her greatest fear had been if he knew. He might do what Alberto did to her. Only worse. Taking in a deep breath, Sophie exhaled slowly and smiled, nodding. Yeah, I am hungry. So is this little one. She placed her hand over his on her belly, not even thinking. But she liked her hand on his. She liked his hand on her belly. It wassweet, intimate even. Sophie knew then and right there that she could seriously fall for this man. That couldnt be good at all. They would have no future together. He was a Carusone and she was a Corleone. No way could they ever be together without stirring up unwanted family drama among both their families. You can help me downstairs, but dont carry me. I can walk Bartolomeo. Besides, if you carry me again, itll only be a damper on your wounds. She said it sincerely too. He almost didnt make it. Thats what the doctor told her. But he pulled through and now if he were to damage all the healing, she wasnt sure if shed pull through, knowing anything more happened to him. She already felt a great deal for him. But she didnt want to. Itd be worse than when she became infatuated with Alberto. She knew Bartolomeo would never hurt her. But she knew their families would never agree to this. They would be like Romeo and Juliet and while she loved that story, she didnt quite fancy her end to be like that one. Pushing the covers off of her and taking her hand off of him, Sophie stood from the bed and straightened her long dress, adjusting it over her chest too. Flattening the material over the swell of her belly, she put her hands on her back and smiled to him. Well, are you coming or not? She waddled passed him and put her hand on the staircase railing before taking one step at a time to walk down.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Bartolomeo watched as all the color drained from his face and there for a second he thought that she was going to lash at him. Yes she knew who he was she had made that clear the moment he met her whenever he woke up just a few hours ago but she knew he didnt who she was until now. Though he was ecstatic whenever he saw the color once more return to her face after he let her know he wasnt going to hurt her or her child. Well from what Ive heard women are quite hungry almost all day long Bartolomeo said as he placed his arm around Sophies waist and he made her wrap her arm around his neck happily as he helped her down the stairs slowly until they finally got to the kitchen and he slowly helped her into the seat from earlier and once again kneeled down placing her feet on the makeshift foot stool Let me get you some food he said as he went to the cupboard and pulled out a nice plate and dished out a quite large dish of the pasta that Santini had made before putting a couple of pieces of bread on the plate as well. Slowly he brought it to the table and placed it in front of her. As he looked at the plate he cursed silently under his breath Sorry I forgot utensils for you to eat with excuse me for a moment he said walking over to the counter and pulled a sliding cabinet drawer out and grabbed out a fork and took it back to Sophie Alright now enjoy he said placing the fork in the food before sitting across from her at the table. So how far along are you? Do you know what youre having and would you mind if I took you out on a date he said trying to create small talk but he also wanted to slip in an offer for them to go on a date hoping shed take him up on his offer even if she didnt want to leave the house he could cook them a dinner and they could have a Date at her house.
Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Thank you. She said softly when he helped her down the stairs. Once in a chair, she sat back, letting her feet be propped up on the padded stool and she smiled at him. When he came back with food, her eyes widened at the amount. It was so much but she'd be able to gobble it all up. She was eating for two after all. For herself and for her daughter. Once she had a fork, she smiled and nodded. Thank you so much Bartolomeo. I appreciate it. She dug in. Even if she was hungry, she ate like a lady. And it was still satisfying. Oh so satisfying. She piled some pasta atop a slice of her garlic bread and ate it like a crostini. As he started to speak, she took in his questions, the last one hardly registering. Her mind was a big hazy with her need of food. A little over six months. I think six months and about two weeks. She nodded. I'm having a girl. She smiled so proudly, it being obvious that she was incredibly excited to have a baby girl, as that's what she was hoping for. Either way, she would have been happy. But she really wanted a girl. And now she was going to have one. And sure I-- She started and then her eyes widened. Wait a minute. Did he just ask her out? A date? She squeaked. Y-You want to take me on a date?