70| relieved

                                    

                                          
•Aria Rossi•
        I put the dress on and look at myself in the mirror. I look okay. It looks okay, but I feel weird in it. My bump doesn't stand out unless I put my hand on it, which I do all the freaking time. 
         Matteo comes up behind me, hugging me and placing a kiss on my neck. "Are you ready, sweetheart?" he asks me.
         I nod, "I think so," I tell him. 
         He takes my hand, leading me downstairs. Today we have an event since I am now the donna, mamma said it is a mandatory event within the four months that follow our wedding. 
        The most important people are coming to this event, basically the richest and most influential people in all of Italy. It is a bit intimidating but I have Matteo with me. I will be fine.
         Arriving at the venue, the guards open the doors for us and we enter a hallway, mamma stops us. "Wait," she says, but places us in front of the doors. 
        Then, on the other side, a voice is heard, "Presenting your don and donna, Matteo and Aria Rossi," it is heard as if it were spoken into a microphone. 
        The doors open to reveal a room of people all staring at us, in suits and fancy gowns, dressed to impress, all clapping for us.
       I put on a smile as Matteo leads me into the room with our arms linked. 
        He leads us to a table at the center of the room, where he stood and gave a speech. In it, he detailed the pride, the generations of family that have put so much work into this, and how I am the perfect person for him to have by his side for it all. 
        Everyone claps and he takes a seat as the music starts, then leans over to kiss my cheek. I smile at him but I am still feeling unsettled.
         "What is wrong, melodia?" he asks me, tucking my hair behind my ear. I smiles softly. He always knows.
         I shrug, "I don't know. It is a bit weird, I did not grow up in this world, so to go from having nothing to do with it to this? Having entire events just for me, everyone staring at me? And yet not knowing if any of them have something against me, don't like me maybe, and are hiding it? It just feels weird. I don't want anyone to hate me. It just feels weird I guess." I tell him. He smiles softly, rubbing my back and kissing my cheek.
         "Melodia, every single person in this room, myself included, believe you are the right person to be donna. They would not have showed up if they did not believe that. I love having you by my side supporting me, but only when it is you. And every single person in this room regardless of their personal feelings towards you, however misguided or misjudged they may be," he says, adding that in to say that they would be wrong to hate me. It made me smile. "swear to protect you with their lives and respect your position. They are the elites, but they are nothing compared to you. You are the donna." he finishes.
         I smile, thanking him. He confuses me when he stands and pulls me up with him, taking me to the front of the room. I am nervous but I trust my husband to know he will not do anything that I do not feel comfortable with or embarrasses me.
         He clears his throat then is handed a microphone. "I, your don," he says, introducing himself, "officially present to you, your donna, my wife, Aria Rosalyn Rossi," he finishes.
        Everyone stood and bowed, none of them just lowering their heads, all of them bowing by bending forward.
        And that was it. It has been established. I am the donna of the Italian mafia. And I have every 'elite' - as my husband called them - bowing in respect to me, not daring to get up until my husband allowed. 
•••••
•time skip•
         Laying in bed, I can feel my babies moving in my belly. I am at the point in my pregnancy where they move around but it is not exactly kicking yet. It is subtle yet noticeable, and at the beginning it felt weird since I had never felt anything like it, but now it's just normal.
         My bump isn't that big, I think it is normal, but I have also never been normal pregnant for long, I have only ever been past  a few weeks in twin pregnancy.
         Lia Emma just gave birth a few days ago and she seems to be doing well. They have a baby girl, Lilliana. She is adorable.
        We have all been over there helping them, I cook for them sometimes, I help her with cleaning their room and the nursery so she can rest instead of having to clean.
        Today, we have an appointment with our doctor. She says that we can know the genders at this point, but we don't even know if we want to know yet.
         Either way, we are having her tell Sofia and then if we want to know or have a small little party or anything, then Sofia can help plan it a bit. Angelo is over 5 months old now and is doing so amazing.
         Him and Sofia are both thriving. She says they both feel amazing and they are both doing great. Vittoria loves her little brother so much and it is the cutest thing ever.
        Anyways, Matteo gets out of the shower and goes into the closet so I go into the shower. I can't be around him anymore without him getting touchy. In a take your clothes off kind of way.
         Sofia said the same thing about Aless while she was pregnant so maybe it's a pregnancy thing but if we do that right now we will be late and I really would rather not because this appointment is important.
         I shower very quickly then throw on a random dress and put my hair into a clip. My skin looks so good recently and it's so cute, I love it. My husband calls it my pregnancy glow.
        On the way to the office, we talk about the babies. I am already almost halfway through my pregnancy and that is so freakishly insane. I swear I feel like I just found out yesterday.
        "If I am being honest, I think it is two boys," Matteo tells me. I ask for a reasoning. "Well, Lia Emma herself was the first female born into the family in three generations. Then Vittoria and now Lilliana, however the first born child has never had a firstborn child that is female. The statistics so far point towards boys." 
       "I think it is two boys too. But not because of math. I hate math. But, do you remember when we were talking to papà right before he passed and he told us about that dream he had that me and you had twin boys?" I ask him, and he nods. "I had that same dream a few months ago. Around Novembre, and in the dream, papà himself handed us the babies and it was so weird, but I was like I don't think I will have twins, sure they run in my family but whatever. Then the doctor told us that it is twins and I was thinking 'Okay what the hell' so yes I think it is two boys." 
         Matteo smiles, "Mamma's siblings are twins as well," he tells me. 
        I have never met mamma's family. Apparently they are not the most normal people.
        "Um so basically why did I ever doubt that we are having twins?" I ask sarcastically, making him laugh. "I think I want to have a little private gender reveal with just us two, then we can have something with just the family and announce it. But I want something private with just us two." I tell him.
        He kisses the back of my hand, "Whatever we are comfortable with, sweetheart," he says.
         We arrive at the office and our doctor seems very happy that we are there. 
        We got to see the babies and they are so adorable. I just remember the first time we saw them they were just looking like little dots and now they're actually human shaped and I am so excited and impatient. I want the babies to be here already.
        She said she will call Sofia today to tell her. I already texted Sofia and told her what we want to do. She loved the idea and was so excited that she will be the one in charge of it. 
         On the way home, I get hungry so we stop at a bakery. I get myself a milkshake and some cookies. Matteo doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, so he only took a bite out of my cookie. 
        But when we get home, I watch a movie and Matteo goes into his office to do some work. 
•••••
         "Are you ready?" Matteo asks me as we sit in the gardens of our estate, on a blanket over the neatly cut grass, near a large patch of beautiful plants. We have the cakes in front of us, on top of one is written "Baby A" and the other, "Baby B" in beautiful cursive writing. 
        We both have a glass cup in one hand, ready to cut into the cakes with them. The inside with reveal if we are having two boys, two girls, or a boy and a girl. 
        I nod eagerly, very excited to find out. He smiles, leaning forward to kiss me. 
        We count down from five, "Cinque, quattro, tre, due, uno," we say together, then use our cups to cut into the cakes. I do Baby A and he does Baby B. 
        We pull the cups out, and look down at them, both of them full with blue cake. Just like all of us had said before, we are having two boys. 
       I laugh, smiling, and Matteo does the same, hugging me. He kisses my bump and we eventually lay down on the blanket, his arm under my head like a pillow, my whole body turned to face him. 
        His forehead is connected to mine, an occasional disconnection when he kisses my forehead, both his and my hands on my bump over my light yellow sundress, feeling our babies move. 
•••••
screaming crying throwing up. today was actually a pretty good day 😋
just a little side note, this story will end within the next 10 chapters. there will be time skips and an epilogue but it is coming to an end. i am preparing to edit my other book and when i am done editing that one i will move on to write the other book that goes along with that one which will be paris and brett's book. it goes along with nick and lilly's book. after paris and brett's book is done, i will make another book that goes along with matteo and aria's book. i have a bunch of ideas in mind like andrej and milana or even matteo and arias kids but i haven't decided which ones i will do. 
anyways bye bye 
~elle 🌸