After exiting Alexa’s room, Marco bid farewell to Lucio and Mariana and headed home, aware that the impending conversation was one he needed to have with her (the only woman he had always needed by his side), thus his mind churned with thoughts of how to approach Romina, who seemed to be waiting for him.
He was surprised to see her awake, and remarked, “I thought you’d be asleep, but I'm glad you’re up. We need to talk."
"Is it about the girl you've been seen with, Marco? What’s gotten into you, first, Alexa and now who knows who else. Don’t you realize how old you are?"
"Mom, what are you talking about? Plus, where do you get such nonsense?" Marco retorted, looking annoyed (he had warned those fools to do their job and yet they spread rumors).
"It's no nonsense, my boy – well, not so little anymore. I am your mother and I always know what's going on with you, but today I went to the company, and you weren't there. I ran into one of the employees who mentioned that you left with a young girl. I thought about calling you for an explanation, but I didn't because I bumped into that girl you brought from Mexico. She seemed very upset, building up some fantasy about you in her silly head. Now tell me, who is that girl?" insisted Marco.
For some reason, seeing his mother's irritation made him burst into laughter, which almost earned him a whacking from Romina’s cane.
"Mom, I'll explain, but first, you should know you're going to be a grandmother!"
"Are you serious, son? You’re not kidding me?"
Marco nodded affirmatively, certain that the news would alter his mother's foul temper... (he could picture her ranting all afternoon about trivialities fed by idle gossipers, but soon she would discover who the real troublemaker was).
"That’s wonderful news! I thought it might never happen. But how?" (Marco raised an eyebrow at his mother's question.)
She glanced at him and said, "I misspoke, I know how, you dunce. What I mean is, who is going to be carrying my grandchild? And when did this happen?"
"Well, you might not like this, but you should know I’m totally committed, and we're getting married tomorrow."
"That’s good; but tell me, who is she?"
"Mom, the mother of my child is Alexa."
"Alexa... which Alexa? ...good heavens; you're talking about Alexander’s daughter?"
"Yes, Mom. It was after that time I returned the following day with a terrible headache. You were concerned since I never missed a night’s sleep unless I was traveling – that’s what you told me. Do you remember?"
"Of course, I remember, you damn fool. You didn’t remember a thing and now you're handing me such news while I’m standing up? Are you trying to kill me?"
"Mom, don’t overreact. Aren’t you happy about becoming a grandmother?"
"Of course I am, but I feel sorry for that girl. You don’t love her, and I know you were acting that way because you were still heartbroken from your divorce. Marco, you’re my son, and I love you, which is why I must ask you now, are you certain about what you're going to do?"
"I am, Mom. I’m 100% certain of what I want. But let me make something clear: I divorced Monique after learning she aborted my child during her last trip. I knew she was unfaithful, but her terminating the pregnancy was the last straw. I stopped loving her a long time ago. My night with Alexa wasn’t out of spite. At first, I didn’t remember what happened that night, but after the lunch we had with her, I got upset when that wretched boy was too close to her. At first, I thought it was just because he was Simonds’ son – you know better than anyone what that man had to do with what happened to Alexander. But what really upset me was his proximity to her. That’s why I left but left her in the care of my men; I didn’t want to act without being certain and didn't want to hurt her. You know how important her father was to me, so the last thing I would do is harm her. But then, as soon as I got on that plane, all the memories of that night came flooding back, and I know now that I’m taken with her – maybe more than you think and more than she imagines herself. I promise I’ll make her and our baby happy."
"Well, darling, I'm happy for you, and if you’re as sure as you seem to be, I’ll support you in everything. As for Simonds, let him be overconfident, that damned rat, and his little rodent. I won't allow them to interfere and take away someone you love again. Alexander might beat you up first, but eventually, he would accept you. Nobody better than him would know you are the best for his daughter."
"Thank you, Mom, for always being there for me."
"I always will, dear. Now let’s get some rest, it’s late, and tomorrow there's a wedding. The groom can't be showing up with bags under his eyes."
"Alright, Mom, sleep well." After saying goodnight, they both retired to their rooms, contemplating the arrival of two new members to their small family of two. Romina was bursting with joy, while Marco still held the image of Alexa's sleeping face in his mind, wearing a beatific smile at the thought of soon calling that mischievous girl his wife.
Flashback
"I’m sorry, I think I drank too much, forgive me if I hurt you."
"You didn’t hurt me. There's just something I’d like to do now, but I don’t want to upset you, alright?"
"I would never be upset with you, princess…" he couldn’t finish his sentence, as Alexa pressed her lips to his.
Feeling her so close, the sweetness of her lips, and sensing her uncertainty in how to kiss him ignited a fire within him that poor Alexa could not quench, and one she was utterly delighted to receive.
Marco pulled her closer, one hand on her waist pressing her against his body as she melted into his embrace, and with his free hand, he cradled the nape of her neck and kissed her again – this time, it was a kiss filled with lust, ravaging her mouth and exploring every crevice. Alexa began to feel a warmth she’d never known before, allowing herself to be swept up by the growing desire, surrendering to the wild passion all night long.
End of Flashback.
With those memories surfacing, Marco felt that urge to possess his princess anew but, without her by his side, he had no choice but to take a cold shower. Nearly an hour passed under the frigid water while he distracted himself with thoughts of Alexa's body and skin. After calming down, he wrapped a towel around his waist, reclined in bed, and fell asleep.
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