This Isn't My Idea of Love

Chapter Fifteen: The Parents Arrive

Lionel sighed as he took Viola’s hand; they had been followed to the airport by the paparazzi as they prepared to meet with their parents who were arriving for their wedding.

Their wedding was next week and everything was in place, however the couple were still having trouble adjusting to the idea they were to marry after only knowing each other for five months.

Viola was wearing a cream top with drape and full hem and black skinny jeans paired with cowboy black western boots and a black classic mac; she licked her lips as she glanced at Lionel, he never seemed to allow the shouting to get to him from the fans or paparazzi.

“You okay?” Lionel asked once they were safely in the airport, he glanced at his fiancée who nodded her head as he made sure that she was safe; his parents wouldn’t let him hear the end of it, if something happened to Viola.

“I can’t wait for this to be over,” Viola said making Lionel nod as he drew her close, they had to make it seem like they were madly in love even if they weren’t; the two had learnt how to act like they were.

The couple didn't have to wait long before their parents appeared; Annabelle moved to hug her eldest daughter while Celia kissed her youngest son on the cheek.

“Madre it’s good to see you again,” Lionel said with a small smile, he didn't like to show off to much of his personal life in public; he wanted nothing more then to head straight home and carry this on there.

Celia watched her son for a moment, she hoped that he would do her proud when it came to the wedding; joining with the Grayson’s was the perfect way to strengthen their family ties.

***

“So you have your dress and everything?” Annabelle asked as she stroked Marley, who was curled up on her lap as she watched Viola make some coffee; she was thrilled her daughter had settled well into the life that she now had.

“Yes Madre,” Viola replied as she sat down on the couch, she glanced between her mother and Celia; they had been left alone while the men had gone out for a while, so that they could organise some things for the wedding.

“So when will we see your dress?” Celia asked making the brunette sip on her coffee, she looked at her mother who was watching her with interest; she knew that they hadn’t seen any plans for the wedding since Viola had wanted to keep it quiet.

The brunette knew what her mother wanted her to do for the wedding, Annabelle had been thinking of this day for many years and she was a little disappointed that Viola hadn’t asked her for any help with planning the big day.

“Soon it’s hidden at Naya’s,” the brunette said making the two mother’s nod, they watched the younger woman for a moment; she seemed different from when she had left America and came to Europe.

Annabelle looked at Celia, they both hoped that their children would have a baby within a year; it was something that they knew had to happen so that their children could be happy together.

“Have you been taking your pills?” Celia asked making Viola choke, she stared at her future mother-in-law while her own mother chuckled through she wanted to know the answer as well.  

Viola cleared her throat as she looked between her mother and Celia; she hadn’t expected them to ask her straight out like that, the brunette licked her lips as she nodded her head.

“I have… ever since you sent them,” Viola confirmed making her mother nod her head while Celia smiled as she realised that the brunette would fall pregnant just as planned.

“I’ll just pop to the bathroom,” Celia said making Viola look at her oddly before she nodded her head, the brunette watched as her future mother-in-law disappeared up the stairs as her mother quickly stole her attention with more questions about the wedding.

Celia listened at the top of the stairs for a moment; she licked her lips knowing that Annabelle would keep Viola pre-occupied so that the brunette didn't know what she was doing.

The argentine headed straight for the master bedroom, she slipped inside and walked straight for Lionel’s bedside table; she knew what she was looking for and knew that it had to be dealt with if she wanted grandchildren anytime soon.

Licking her lips, Celia opened the draw and quickly started to look through its contents, she did so carefully so that he wouldn’t notice that someone had been through his draws.

It didn't take her long to find what she was looking for, she was glad that her son had some common sense to at least have some in his bedroom; she knew what some of his team-mates were like and had hoped that it wasn’t something that he had picked up on while he was here alone.

Taking the box of condoms out of the draw, Celia sat on the bed and pulled out all of them; she licked her lips nervously as she got a pin and started to poke holes from each and every one of them.

Annabelle and Celia wanted grandchildren and putting Viola on those tablets was only the first step; they knew that when the time came the children would attempt to conceal the fact that they were having protected sex.

Once she had pierced all of the condoms, Celia slipped them back into their box and put it back where she had found it before she headed back down stairs to where she knew Annabelle waiting.

The brunette nodded at her friend, who smiled while Viola continued to talk about the wedding plans; she didn't even notice the exchange between the two women, who smiled as they realised they would get what they wanted.

***

Lionel swallowed as he listened to Jorge and Leonardo talk about the wedding, the young argentine didn't know what it was but things with Viola went smoothly when there was no mention of the wedding.

“So how have things been going with the wedding organising,” Leonardo asked as he turned his attention to his future son-in-law; he watched the footballer hoping that he had been helpful while Viola had planned their wedding day.

Jorge looked at his youngest son, who nodded his head knowing that it wouldn’t sit well with the two men if he admitted that he hadn’t helped Viola with the plans for the wedding; some of his friends’ spouses had jumped at the opportunity to help the brunette organise the wedding.

“Good… it’s nice to see a young man that is interested in marriage,” Jorge said making Matías roll his eyes as he glared at his brother; he knew that Lionel had done no such thing.

Lionel licked his lips as Rodrigo put a football game on the television, the argentine grinned as he settled back onto the couch so that he could watch the game.

Jorge rolled his eyes as he looked at his youngest son, he knew what his wife had planned and hoped that Lionel would never discover the extent of the plans that his parents had put in place of him.

Leonardo glanced at his friend; he knew would happen if their children ever discovered what they had planned for them and why they had arranged for them to marry.