FOUR_DINNER (1)

ALEXANDER POV

(FLASHBACK)

Ma

Marriage won't change anything

I said angrily

I don't mean it to change anything, I just want someone to be there for you other than me and your father.

My mother whined

I don't want to be bind down by some house bird wearing heels.

I said trying not to snap at her.

No one is asking you to

I just want you to be happy

I'm happy

I said

Like this.......no you're not

You don't decide for me

I'm not deciding, I'm proposing

Oh, is that what we call blackmailing now.

Whatever you see it as honey

She smiled

No

I said the finalisation clearly shown in my tone .

I didn't expect it, one minute she was staring at me.........just staring at me and the next she started crying

The waterworks started and the guilt tripping words followed.

I knew you never loved me

She cried

You never want to listen to me

I just want the best for you

Mum please

I know fake crying when I see one

Oh now you think I'm fake crying

I knew it, I knew you didn't love me

Fuck

I growled under my breath

Fine, under one condition will I agree

I finally said

She looked up smiling as if she wasn't crying a few seconds ago

Really?

What condition? I will agree to anything.

We meet the girl and her family first before anything, I decided

Yes, yes, yes... Accepted

She grinned.

But.....I stood up, walked towards the door, opened it then said;

Don't expect me to play house with some woman just because we are married.

(PRESENT)

Doing something at ones command ain't my thing but when that someone is your mother.....you have no choice but to follow

Whatever she says goes.

We are here sir, Mrs Costello is waiting outside.

'My driver said interrupting my thoughts'

I got down from the car

straighten my collar

Shut the door

Then walked towards my mother

Let go, I said

THIRD PERSON POV

They say Mafia men has large egos

They don't care about their mother

But in Alexander case, it's the other way round,He can lay his life down just for his mother to live.

His father dying when he was just ten years made him really overprotective of his mother.

Right in front of the mansion entrance was Rosalyn Havard and her Husband

Welcome, it is a pleasure to have you here tonight Mr and Mrs Costello

But Alexander didn't even spare her or her husband a glance, he only said

"Lead the way"

Thank you Mrs Harvard

Alexander Mother said smiling while scolding Alex under her breath

The Costellos were led into the mansion dining room

ALEXANDER POV

They all say around the table.

I sat on the seat meant for Mr Havard "the head of the table" and judging by the way Mr Havard was was glaring at his food, he wasn't pleased at all.

No need to beat around the bush, I said without looking up, let go straight to the point.

Where is your daughter?

Ohh Alexander, she will be down soon... she's just getting ready.

That was the last straw of my patience, how the fuck did mum think this marriage will be of any benefit to me

Ronald, I growled

Y...ye...s

What gave you the right to think you can call me by my name?

You are neither my acquittance nor my father_in_law.......yet

I'm..so...sorry Mr Costello, I thought.......

You thought wrong, be careful ronald

THIRD PERSON POV

Alex mum was glaring at him but he didn't see her or maybe he just pretended not see her...he subtly leaned back against his chair before he heard the sound of heels hitting the ground.

Looking up towards the staircase was a woman in a red body hug gown

She was beautiful no doubt but just wasn't Alexander type

What was Alexander type...

Even Alex himself didn't know

He didn't feel anything as she cat walked towards the dining

She's just like all the girls he had fucked in the past

Manipulative

Fake smile

Proud

Easy to see through their fake appearance

But that wasn't the only thing that caught Alexander attention

It was the silhouette of someone or a boy precisely hiding near the staircase that did.

And knowing Alexander

He would find out who it was

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