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And no matter how hard Potenziana worked at breaking his walls—-
It was as if there was always a part of him that was completely out of everyone's reach.
Which was inevitable,Potenziana thought sadly, when one considered the way he had been raised.
In his younger years, Ezio had spent his school months in Boston withfamigliawhile the holidays were spent with his mother, a tenured art professor who was also one of the country's leading socialites. It should've meant having the best of both worlds, but instead it was the opposite. Because he had been a sickly boy at that time, his father had largely ignored him. His mother, on the other hand, justlovedto describe her beautiful baby boy as 'perfect'...if not for the distastefulmafiablood that ran through his veins.
Oh, if only.
If only it had been in Potenziana's power to save Ezio from such a horrible childhood.
But it was not.
Whatwashers to control, albeit only to a certain extent, wasthis.
Ezio's gaze narrowed when his grandmother presented two sets of contracts."Di che si tratta?" What is this about?
"I asked a favor from Judge Willis a week ago, right after Cattleya asked for your hand in marriage."
Ezio reached for one of the contracts.
What the—-
"If I am reading this correctly...all Cat and I have to do is sign this contract, and we will be married."
"Sì."
"But without the public knowing anything about it."
"Sì."
"What is the secrecy for?"
"My reasons are my own."
His brows shot up. "And that's it?"
"Are you questioning my motives?"
Yes.
Because something didn't feel fucking right about this.
A secret marriage was what he had planned to ask for as well, and as luck would have it, that was exactly what had fallen on his lap, and he didn't even have to say a word.
When something was too good to be true,Ezio thought broodingly,it probably is.
But no matter how many times he turned the matter over in his head, he could not find anything wrong with it. The coincidence was unnerving, yes, but it was not wrong. And he could not even say it was suspicious, since it involvedLa Stregaherself.
"Do you agree to this or not, Ezio?"
He glanced at Cattleya, who had since turned rigid on his lap the moment his grandmother had made her request known to them.
"I will only sign this if you will," he said quietly.
Potenziana frowned, but this was only to feign her disapproval, when in truth she was beyond elated at this unexpected display of defiance.
Ezio had always been the most quiet and dutiful of her grandsons. Not once had he even cared to argue with her, but even then, she had also known this was more out of indifference than obedience.
