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“In a male strip club,” I answered easily.
“How the fuck are you letting her have it in a strip club?” he asked, too tense. Isabella and Mia only rolled their eyes, but I could see their excitement. Salvatore didn’t let my sister have hers in a strip club.
I found that very stupid. “I didn’t think that was something she should ask my permission for. I had my party in a strip club.”
I had it a few days ago since we were leaving early. Salvatore asked me if I wanted one with whores, and I said no. I was not married yet, but engagement meant something to me. I didn’t even kiss another person after Priscilla. It was against my morals.
Salvatore mocked me for having morals. I told him she was to become my family, and I valued that. There was no way I was betraying my family, and cheating my to-be-wife was definitely betrayal.
He only stopped when I asked if Mia and Isabella were going to let them join a bachelor party with whores. He loved to mock me on my marriage, but both he and Alessio were by the popular term “whipped” by their wives.
“It is done, Alessio. You can’t stop it now,” Mia chirped happily.
He flashed a bitter smile to our sister. “Well, I can try.” Then he looked at his wife with mock anger on his face. “No lap dances, Sweetheart.”
Isabella had a teasing smile at that. “Well, then you have to give me a lap dance when I am back.”
“Deal.”
Isabella shook her head and caressed her daughter’s head, who was too busy playing with her doll. “Don’t be a buzzkill. You’ll get your very much wanted father-daughter bonding time.”
That put a genuine smile on my brother’s face, and Clara looked up from her seat, shouting, “Bonding time!” I was sure she learned that word recently.
“Yes, princess, we will have so much fun when your mommy is away.”
“Yaay,” she shouted again.
Isabella looked offended. “You prefer daddy over me?”
Clara looked between them. She looked confused and a little sad over the fact that she had upset her mom. “I love you both.”
Alessio chuckled and leaned over to kiss her dark hair. “It’s okay, princess. I know you love me more.” Then he started tickling his daughter, and Clara giggled loudly.
Everybody was watching with a smile on their faces. I could see some longing in Mia’s gaze. I knew why was that. I knew she believed she was not going to be able to have children because of her PCOS, but it was not impossible. Personally, I was certain she was going to be able to conceive when she wanted children.
Clara’s giggles gave me another thought too. I wondered if I could be a good father like Alessio. I was good at many things. I could read books and do research about the subject. I could mimic what my brother did, but the emotion was something deep for humans. I couldn’t feel love, so I knew I was not going to be able to give my children what Alessio gave Clara.
I wondered if they would still love me despite that.
Luckily, I knew they were going to love Priscilla, and I knew her love was going to be enough.
She was the perfect choice.
Priscilla
I was so happy. I was also a little frustrated, but I kind of pushed that away a bit because I was having too much fun. Well, I did as much as I could. It didn’t stop me from complaining. “I can’t believe Gabriele is not letting me see him.”
Kira rolled her eyes with a sigh. She told me not to care. Tonight was my celebration. Still, she caressed my knee and assured me, “You’ll see him soon.”
“But I miss him,” I said like a child. Our wedding was the day after tomorrow, but Antonio was already here. When I invited Bella and Mia to my bachelorette party, and they decided to come with Antonio, I was too damn excited. I didn’t even care about the strippers; I just wanted to see him and kiss him.
Unfortunately, Gabriele said that we were not going to meet until the wedding. He was doing that to piss off Antonio. I didn’t like that, but when I tried to convince him, he just said I used my chance with taking Kira to a strip club.
They were extremely unrelated topics.
I decided to not push it, though. After the wedding, I was going to see him every day. It was enough to make me happy.
Well, also the celebration. I liked being the center of attention, and a bachelorette party was a great occasion for that. I was also excited to watch the strippers. I never went to one but watched Magic Mike a million times. It was definitely my jam.
