Chapter 34: College dairies - IV
"Evelyn?" Salvatore repeated. "Who is she?" Because it could not be the same Evelyn that he was thinking about. There stood no chance for her to stay with his brother and know his brother. Otherwise, he would have known.
Marcello tsked under his breath, "You know, papa must have told you. She is the daughter of late Carlo Bianchi, the mafia that was passed over to dad?"
He did now. He nodded. It had to be a different Evelyn. No boss or don would ever allow his daughter to work even if his mafia was struggling. So they surely could not be the same. He would look into it.
"I will be leaving then," Salvatore gave his brother a small nod and patted his back, that was the only display of affection he did other than kissing the cheek of his mother and sister.
Marcello nodded back before walking to the rolls in front of the campus. The driver was waiting outside for him and opened the door before shutting it close after he sat inside.
He gave Evelyn a small smile, "Are you okay? We can stop at a pharmacy if you want."
Evelyn gave a smile, "No thank you."
It did not go unnoticed by her how Marcello was raised. He did not talk about it as a taboo rather provided her with options. He did not look intimidated by this or even uncomfortable rather was pretty understanding about it. She could say that Alexis had raised him well.
Marcello chatted away for his phone and the occasional clicking of buttons was the only noise in the car. Evelyn on the other hand just peered out of the window. Her mind was blank and so was her face.
Their doors were opened by the guards standing there and with tired faces, they went to their rooms.
Evelyn changed out of the jeans as the first thing. The awfully tight clothing was pulled off and she breathe in relief. The cotton skirt was next thing the sore. Probably the best thing she owned. If this was inappropriate for dinner, she would change. Now, the next thing was taking a nap.
She sat on the bed before picking up the covers and sliding into them only for her to hiss. There was a knock on the door.
She huffed and considered not opening it but then remembered where she was. If she did not open the door she was sure that they would close the door on her forever. So she stood up and moved to the door, "Good afternoon," she wished when she saw Alexis standing there.
Alexis smiled. "Can I come in?"
Evelyn nodded and pulled the door wider before stepping aside and letting the women enter. Evelyn then closed the door and stood there not knowing what to do.
"Come sit," Alexis patted the side to her left and she took a seat on the bed.
Evelyn did as told. Her word was gold.
Once she did Alexis spoke, "Now, I just want to make sure that as long as you stay here you are having no problems. Even if it is a question that makes you uncomfortable I want you to come to me and talk about it."
Evelyn gulped slightly. What gave her the idea?
"Hey," Alexis took her head in hers, "I am doing this here because I understand that my husband's presence can be intimidating. I am just providing you with the option of coming to me personally without a shadow of doubt."
It was so good to see that a Mafia wife actually meant good but Evelyn knew better than to ignore the presence of her husband or skip him in the chain. "Thank you very much Mrs. Alessandro." She gratefully gave her a small bow of head. "It means a lot." It did mean a lot even if Alexis was not aware about what words could instigate.
"Good," Alexis gave a wide smile. "Now I know that you are not familiar with our relatives but we are going to have a small branch consisting of close family members. Don't worry I will do your introduction and just so you know I have my father and father-in-law, my children and Angelo's brother."
The nerves shot up. Not only one or just the family this week she was going to meet possibly everyone near and dear to the Alessandro family. How intimidating could the entire family be?
She gulped and smiled at the woman. "Sounds exciting." She whispered.
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