Book 1
"And like this dagger. It's real. I am real." He wipes the single tear that race down my face.
"Let me love you Alizée... Let me be the dagger stuck in your heart as you are stuck in mine..."
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Giovanni De Luca
"Ay Mami! You're brushing my forehead." Leonardo whined as Mama was doing his hair.
"You need to hold still Bebé. You have your father's thick ass hair." She continued to brush his forehead.
We we're getting ready for the Banquet tonight. Savanna wasn't coming because Papa wanted Boz to have a day off and spend time with her. So its just us. Every event that we go to Mama and Papa would do our hair. Mama did Leo's and Papa did mine. Either getting haircuts or slicking our hair back.
Honestly i think I'm to old for this tradition but Mama and Papa love it so i don't complain about it.
"Papa can i wear my hair the way it is?" I ask him as he was getting the gel ready in his hands.
He paused and looked at me through the mirror like I insulted him. "Why? You know we do this every time." He responded looking at me with a deadly glance.
Papa was kinda hard to talk to sometimes. He was always busy and worked really hard for us but it made him distance. He's gotten better at being with us, understanding our emotions, his own emotions and feelings and working less since he's retirement is coming soon.
"I just don't want my hair slicked." I said back.
The corners of his mouth turned up."You're lying. Why?" He questioned again.
I couldn't answer before Mama butts in. "He's trying to impress Zee. She likes to ruffle his hair and its so adorable." She explains with a big smile.
"Yeah. He talks about her like shes a goddess." Leonardo laughs.
I don't know why he's laughing. She told him to clean his room one time over the phone and I've never seen the kid clean so fast.
"Its not even like that. I just don't want it slick."
Papa scoffs at me with an full smile. "So. You're trying to impress a girl?" He observes me.
"Oh not just any girl. You remember Maria and André's Sauveterredaughter, Alizée?" Mama asks him. He thinks for a second then looks towards me and chuckles lowly.
"Mhm. I guess you can wear how you want. If your trying to impress her you're going to need all the help you can get I guess." He chuckled again then slowly walks away.
"Hey wait! What do you mean by that?" I call out for him. But he continues to walk away so i get up and follow him.
