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Hidden Away [Mafioso Book#2] By Serena B. Light Characters: 19431

Updated: 2018-10-31 14:40

"He's not real, " Arsenio stated with certainty while he picked out clothes from the closet, his sister sitting cross-legged on the bed. "I don't believe it, "

"Either he is real, or I've been dating a ghost for the past 2 years, " Serafina stated nonchalantly while flipping through the book in her hand.

"He's..." Her eldest brother trailed, picking out a button up with slacks. "Too perfect, "

"Which is why I love him, "

"It's not human, " He laid out the clothes on his bed. "If he's not human, he's not real."

"You'll know when you see him today, "

"No, I'm pretty sure, you just told mom and dad you've been dating this fictitious guy for the past two years and paid the first good-looking guy you found to be your boyfriend for one night, "

"Well, it's either that or I'm actually dating an amazing guy who isn't fictitious, " Serafina stated and got up from the bed. "Now if you'll excuse me, boo, I have to get changed."

Closing the door behind her, she shook her head at her brother, neither Marco nor Arsenio believing him to be real.

Serafina Regnante had been dating a businessman for 2 years now, a man who was perfect: loving, caring, charming and just wonderful to begin with. Her family knew she was seeing someone, but none of them had ever met him. That is until last week, her father had told her in frustration that her boyfriend is coming to their house for dinner so that they could finally meet him.

"So, it's a formal invitation?" She had asked her father who looked at her in confusion.


"Finally, "

It ends up that he had always wanted to meet her family, but refused to until he received a formal invite from them, saying it was rude to come uninvited.

Half of her family was head over heels in love with him by everything she told them, and the other half didn't believe such a perfect man existed, like Arsenio and Marco. The only reason they don't believe he exists is that he once left an important business meeting because Serafina was crying over the death of a fictional character. At that time she had not known he had left a business meeting to see her, but when she told her family, her mother looked impressed, with her sister-in-law swooning, her twin shaking his head while her father, Arsenio, and Marco concluded that he did not exist; he was hypothetical and Serafina was just making things up.

Those three men grew even more adamant about him being fake when she arrived one day with a diamond necklace which had been a gift from her boyfriend. She had just rolled her eyes and turned to the people who believed her.

Today was finally the day where he would come to meet her family, as a matter of fact, he would be arriving in a less than 2 hours.

Taking a quick shower, she got changed into a blush pink pencil skirt dress with a V-neck and a thin black belt around her waist. Pulling on her black pencil heels, she did her makeup and pulled her hair into an elegant bun before going downstairs. There she found her twin brother dressed in a two-piece charcoal grey suit and talking on the phone, her father nearby in a sky blue button up and black slacks. Marco was sitting on the couch beside Aurora in a white button up whose sleeves he'd rolled back with a black waistcoat and black slacks, Arsenio dressed in full black, accentuating the blue of his eyes. Her mother was wearing a blue floral dress and setting the table with Angelica who stood in a white silk blouse and a grey skirt.

"Your hypothetical boyfriend is late, " Her father spoke behind her, forcing her to turn to see him looking down at the watch on his wrist.

"Its 6:58, dad, he still has 2 minutes, " Serafina chuckled, placing a kiss on his cheek as he raised an eyebrow.

"I don't believe he exists, "

"Tell me something I don't know, " She laughed before going to help her mother with dinner.

No soon had 2 minutes passed when the doorbell rang, everyone freezing and looking at one another.

"I'll get it, " Serafina announced, giving pointed looks to everyone as she went to the door, Marco and Salvatore in the archway of the lounge with Angelica and Arsenio opposite them, their parents standing before the stairs.

Inhaling deeply, she pulled open the door and smiled up at the man who stood before her in a two-piece navy blue suit with a white undershirt, his green eyes lighting up at the sight of her with his dirty blonde hair combed back and out of his face.

"Come on in, " She grinned, permitting him entrance.

"Oh, Alessio, it's you, " Marco spoke, recognizing the person in the doorway. "Your boss is right here, and don't worry we're just waiting for Serafina's non-existent perfect boyfriend, "

Alessio's eyebrows rose at the words as he looked around at the people who looked at him with welcoming smiles.

"What's non-existent?" Their niece, Irene, asked, never looking up from her paper.

"It means not real, babycakes, " Marco spoke over his shoulder. "Something which Serafina's boyfriend is, "

"So he's not coming, " Her father spoke, leaning against the banister. "Thought so, "

"What? No!" Angelica whined. "I wanted to see this hot boyfriend of yours whom I had been crushing on, "

"You – what?" Her husband asked from beside her, Angelica giving him an innocent shrug.

"Well, he's here, " Serafina informed, taking note of how tense Alessio stood beside her.

"Where?" Almost everyone inquired looking around them.

Gently nudging Alessio, she watched his eye widen in her direction before he cleared his throat and instantly grabbing everyone's attention. Walking forward, he stuck out his hand in Arcangelo's direction and did his level best to keep his voice from shaking.

"Pleasure meeting you, sir, " He spoke, his green eyes meeting the blue of his girlfriend's fathe

tuck in her throat as he lowered himself to one knee, everyone staring with gaping open mouths as silence descended over them. Angelica grabbing hold of Arsenio's arm as Arcangelo squeezed Rosalie's hand, Marco shaking Salvatore vigorously, too much excitement in him to contain it.

"Well, I thought about at least a 1000 ways I could propose to you, " Alessio admitted. "But none of them felt right and I walked around with the ring in my pocket for almost a month before the perfect opportunity presented itself." He chuckled as Serafina stared at him with a wide smile.

"Well, here goes nothing, " Alessio muttered under his breath before placing a kiss on the back of her hand. "Serafina, I know I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forever." He began.

"We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips that were more scar tissues than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we'd given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracles."

"This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I'm hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scars of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally found you."

"And I will not be afraid of your scars."

"I know sometimes it's still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know; whether it's the day you burn more brilliant than the sun or the night you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I will love you when you are still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane."

"So, Serafina, " Alessio chuckled breathlessly, his heart pounding in his chest as he took out the box from his pocket, opening it to show the thin gold band littered with diamonds that shimmered in the light, tears streaming down Serafina's cheeks as she couldn't control the smile on her face.

"Marry me and we'll spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor when there is a perfectly fine table behind us. We can go to the movies and sit in the back row just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time. Marry me and we'll paint the rooms of our house and get more paint on us than on the walls. We can hold hands and go to parties we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub. Marry me and slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand. Let me love you forever. Let me marry you."

A choked laugh escaped Serafina as she could see how ecstatic he was, a wide grin on his face, and his chest heaving with his pounding heartbeat as his green eyes looked at her with only adoration and love.

"So what do you say?" Alessio murmured gently, kneeling with the ring between them. "Ready to embark on the adventures of being Mrs. Romano?"

"Yes, " She choked out, tears streaming down her face as he laughed. "Yes!"

Serafina threw herself at him, nearly sending them both toppling over as Alessio steadied them. Pulling back just to pepper kisses across her face before sliding the ring on her finger, placing a firm kiss where her finger connected with her knuckle. Serafina laughing and crying as she clutched onto him tightly and he buried his face into her neck, letting out a relieved breath to know his proposal had been a success. Her family came to help them up before they congratulated the newly engaged couple, all of them laughing while some of them had tears in their eyes, Alessio wiping the tears from Serafina's cheeks before pressing his lips to hers.

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