CHAPTER 35 Morning
Lorenzo's POV
"I don't understand Marcella," Mother replied, opening the bottle of strawberry jam she came in with.
"Il mio caro nipote ha trasformato la tua casa in un bordello d'alta classe. ( My dear nephew has turned your home into a high class whorehouse.)" Marcella said with disapproval in her voice.
I couldn't care less what she fucking says or thinks. She's really pushing my buttons and I'm close to doing great damage to her.
"Lorenzo isn't a child Marcella. He's a grown man. He can do whatever he wants." Mother said in a dismissive tone.
"Still, what if he contracts diseases or something of the sort. That won't look pleasant for the family's reputation."
Mother stills in her seat putting her croissant and jam down looking right at me.
"Hey you." I snap my fingers at a maid standing beside my Mother.
"Yes sir?" She comes forward.
"Go clean up my room, the other one now." I commanded her.
"And also clean two of the guest rooms as well."