19

"Aunt Martha," Vincent greets with a smile.

"Oh, Vincent my boy, how are you?"

Vincent gives her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, "I'm good. How are you?"

She gives him one more hug, "I'm so happy to see you."

Aunty Martha, the most beloved of all the family members, sweet, loving but don't let that fool, if push comes to shove, she'll fight to the death.

"Who's this beautiful young lady you've brought with you?" She gushes.

Chanel blushes, "Hi, I'm Chanel Wilson."

"Is this your girlfriend Vince?"

Vincent grins, "Yes she is."

Chanel blushes.

"È splendida, ti adatta," Aunty Martha winks.

[Translation: She's gorgeous, she suits you]

Vincent can't help but smile, Martha welcomes them in and has her butler take their bags up to the guest room.

"You're just in time, for lunch," she says as she walks them to the kitchen.

"Oh great, I'm starved."

"Vince you just had a sandwich," Chanel says, "You need to slow down."

Aunty Martha laughs, "She's right."

Vincent rolls his eyes, "It's my stomach, my rules."

Chanel glares at him but then her phone rings, she pulls her phone out of her pocket.

"I have to take this; can you excuse me?"

"Of course, dear."

She places her handbag on the counter and rushes outside.

"Hello?"

"I'm sure you've been expecting my call," he says.

Chanel rolls her eyes, "Of course, what do you want?"

"That's no way to speak to your authority."

"I'm sorry, sir," she apologizes

"How is your investigation going Miss Ferguson? I'm sure you're getting all the information."

"I am still investigating, I'm in Italy right now," she says.

"Ahh, I hope you're not falling for the man Juliet. You know that's a dangerous thing, if he finds out that you're working for us, he might kill you," he warns.

And he was right.

"I'm playing it safe sir and I'm not falling for him. I'm keeping it professional and doing what I can to not get caught," she replies and wasn't joking about the anything part.

He sighs, "Very well, I hope to hear from you by the end of the week, we need to start making arrests. The government is on top. of us with this entire operation."

"Yes sir, I'll keep you posted."

"Good-bye Juliet."

And she hangs up, she looks out into the open field, Aunty Martha had a beautiful ranch, peaceful and relaxing, a life she's always dreamed of, she could still have it but at what's cost?

"Chanel?"

Chanel breathes in and out, "Yes baby?"

Vincent then steps out of the house, "Lunch is ready."

She smiles at him, and he furrows his brows.

"What's wrong? Who called you?"

"My mom, she misses me and wants me to come home," she lies.

Vincent looks at her sympathetically, "I know how you feel about my mom by don't rush into anything okay. I don't want her taking advantage of you."

Chanel nods, "I won't, I just wasn't ready for her call."

Vincent pulls her in for a hug and kisses her forehead, "Everything will be okay."

"I know baby."

They step inside and they walk into the dining room, the food is on the table, there's pasta and chicken, desserts and wine, Chanel's stomach rumbles.

Vincent laughs, "Someone's hungry."

Chanel's cheeks heat, "I'm so sorry, I didn't think you could hear it."

Dammit, she thought, I've embarrassed myself.

"Sit down and eat my dear," Aunty Martha says.

They all sit down and have a good lunch, Chanel loved Aunty Martha, she was a beautiful soul, full of life and passion, you wouldn't believe that her husband had passed, she reminded Chanel of her grandma.

[Her name will remain, Chanel, to avoid confusion]

After lunch, Chanel and Vincent are escorted upstairs to their room.

"Qui vai a signora," the butler says as he opens the door.

[Translation: Here you go, sir]

"Grazie Ricardo, racconta a ogni ostacolo di avventura che ti piacerà il setario per la riunione," Vincent says

[Translation: Thank you, Ricardo, please tell Aunty Martha to prepare the basement for the meeting]

"Tutto il resto signore."

[Translation: Anything else sir]

Vincent shakes his head, " No Gracie."

Ricardo leaves and Vincent closes and locks the door. Chanel is getting undressed, and he immediately hardens.

"Vince," Chanel calls out with a smirk.

"Yes, my love" he takes his shoes off and sits on the bed.

"I want to explore Italy today," she says excitedly, "Come with me."

Vincent sighs, "I can't baby, I have business I have to take care off."

Chanel pouts, "Oh."

Vincent kisses her pouty lips, "We can always go exploring tomorrow."

"Yeah, we can, why don't I just go shopping? Maybe someone can take me to a mall?"

Vincent nods, "Yes, I can have Ricardo get you the driver and he can drive you around wherever you want to go."

Chanel smiles, "Grazie Papi."

Vincent hums, "I like it when you call me Papi."

She giggles, "I know Papi."

She kisses him and gets a maxi dress from her suitcase. She gets her handbag and sun hat and puts on gladiator sandals, while Vincent got the chauffeur ready.

"Done baby."

She nods and Vincent escorts her outside, kissing her, she gets in the car.

"Where to Miss?" The old man asks with an Italian accent.

"Take me to the American Embassy, there is something I need to sort out," she says.

"Yes ma'am."

The driver starts the car and starts driving into town.

"Kat?"

"Chicka, how's Italy?"

"Good, good. It's time Kat."

"Whooo, are you sure?"

"Yes, we need to get the ball rolling, we've been delaying for too long. They're starting to ask questions."

"Julie babe, we've caught feeling with the most dangerous men and now you want us to drop the bomb on 'em?"

Chanel shakes her head, "I know Kat, I know."

Kat sighs on the other line, "I think I've got a solution to our problem."

"As long as it doesn't get us in trouble, I'm all ears."

"Aight, here is what we gon do."