Chapter 145 - Tall And Dark Italiano God

It was the third day of Persephone's married life and she had yet to see her husband after their wedding night. Previously, she was praying to God to not let her face her unwanted husband but now that Santiago hadn't returned home for more than two days, she was getting anxious. And even she didn't know the reason behind her behaviour. 

Why must she be worried about him? 

Hadn't he made it clear to her many times that he wasn't interested in her before? 

He only wanted to be related to Marinos by marrying either of Alessandro's daughters and he did it. Did it matter to him who he married, Sophia or Persephone? Weren't both the same to him? 

Of all the things, what she wasn't able to understand until now was: why the hell the thought of him not caring for her was hurting her? The idea of him not caring for her at all was like a gash on her heart. 

Well, let's just blame it on her pregnancy hormones! 

"Miss Persephone?" Emmanuel's head appeared on her door. She was still cooped inside this room for the last three days. She dared not leave the room in fear of encountering any of the three men in the house. He asked, "Would you like some dessert?" 

Emmanuel and Romeo were going crazy now. Persephone was acting as if she didn't recognize them at all. Not only this, she was staying inside the room. Not even for a second had she exited this room. Both of them tried several tricks to make her come out but nothing worked in the end. 

Santiago hadn't returned for days now. He would call several times a day. Every time he would ask about how she was doing. If she had her meals on time and all. Now even he was getting worried about her getting cooped up inside that room. 

"Dessert?" Persephone blinked her eyes at him several times. The boy's beauty was too blinding for her dried eyes. "What kind of dessert?"

Did they order something from Ellison's cafe? Just the thought that they had ordered something from Ellison's cafe was enough to make her famished. 

"Romeo made some of his local desserts. Mr V said that you will like it," Emmanuel replied. He and Romeo came up with the idea of cooking something to get her out of the room. 

Local dessert? 

Is it that dish that her mom had gotten cooked the time Santiago came to Marino residence for the first time? 

Unconsciously, she licked her lips, quite hungrily. 

"Sure," Persephone beamed at him. 

"Perfect," Emmanuel clapped in excitement, showing his perfect white teeth. "Romeo had arranged brunch outside." 

Persephone's immediate reaction was saying no but before she could say it out, he cut him off. "Please try to understand if I served you here, the room will get smelly and Mr V will not be very pleased with me." 

Understanding Villain's nature quite well, she ended up nodding her head. If it was stenchy, meaning it was that thing for sure. 

Moments later, Persephone was served a plate full by Romeo and seeing her eating with such a jolly expression, both Emmanuel and Romeo couldn't help but click the pictures sneakily for sending them to Santiago later on. 

"You are genius," She said to Romeo who smiled at her in return. 

"I'm glad you liked it," Emmanuel was like a kid who was praised by his mama for a good deed. He was very happy. "Take more if you want." 

Romeo cleared his throat and in a very concerning manner, he asked, "Is Mr V not treating you well?"

Persephone blinked her eyes at him. "Why did you say so?"

"Because you have been cooped up inside the same room," Emmanuel answered instead. "We were quite worried about you. If you are upset with us, please tell us, we will do everything in our power to accommodate you well." 

Persephone shook her head. "It's not like that. We got married in a bizarre manner. I don't even know him well. And you guys, I have never met you. It's just that...I don't know how to behave…" 

Emmanuel and Romeo looked at each other, dumbfounded. Their assumption was right. Persephone didn't remember them at all. 

Did it mean she didn't remember Santiago too? 

Just what on earth was happening? 

Persephone had yet to finish the foot on her plate when the incoming sound of heavy footsteps was heard. She turned her head to find Santiago sliding the door to the patio. His gaze first rested on her and then on the food on her plate, after he let out a sigh while shaking his head as if she was a lost case and he had no hope left for her. 

"We have to leave," He calmly told her. 

Persephone blinked her eyes at him before softly saying, "Are we going to Marino house? If we are, can you postpone the plan?" 

Santiago didn't know why she was so reluctant to go to Marino house. But fortunately, they weren't headed there. He let out another sigh and said,"We are not going to your Papa's house. We are going to Costas residence. Mr Costas died a few days back. It's his funeral today." 

To say Persephone was shocked would be an understatement. Wasn't he fine at Salvatore's wedding? 

"Why did you not tell me?" Persephone accused him of hiding the truth from her. 

"I.." Before he could reply, he saw Persephone waving her head at him. 

"Ah, why would you?" She scoffed. "Aren't we a plastic couple? I tend to forget that soon." She paused for a moment before throwing a glare in Romeo and Emmanuel's direction. "And what do you mean by letting these two young boys stay at home with me? Are you testing me if I will cheat on you or not?"

Not only Villain was dumbfounded, Emmanuel and Romeo were equally too. 

With a thunderstruck expression, he lightly hit her head. "What stories do you weave in your head? And what the hell do you mean by plastic couple? Percy, just what on earth were you thinking? And test you for what? Romeo and Emmanuel are a couple. They stay with us because you are a disaster in the kitchen. I'm afraid that you will die of starvation if I let you alone at home." 

Persephone narrowed her eyes at Romeo and Emmanuel who nodded their head at him. Hell, Emmanuel even kissed Romeo's lips to make her believe that Villain was not lying. 

Still, Persephone was not very convinced. 

Villain touched her head and said, "You have a memory of goldfish. I asked you to get ready and come with me to Richard's funeral." 

What could Persephone do here? She just nodded her head. 

Persephone was now sitting beside Villain in the act, dressed in a modest knee-length black dress. It was appropriate attire for a funeral. Even going to a funeral, they must dress up as if they were going to a wedding. 

Santiago parked the car while she waited for him. She didn't know what pregnant women were supposed to do at a funeral but thank God she had goggle for it. Until Santiago came, she googled stuff that she was supposed to. 

Ever since she had gotten pregnant she had gotten too superstitious. Perhaps, being a mom changes everything. 

"Are you ready?" Santiago asked her when he returned. He could say that she was reluctant to come with him. 

Persephone nodded. She stepped ahead but since she was wearing low heels and it was getting dug into the ground, she instinctively held his hand. 

"I'm sorry, " She murmured when she realised what she did. 

Santiago, whose gaze was on her hand on his arm, smiled and replied, "No problem." 

They had done things dirtier than just accidentally holding hands but all he could say was that...none of her actions had ever made his heart race so fast before. 

"I don't want to see him," Persephone murmured as they were walking. 

"See who?" Santiago asked his gaze on the front. 

"Richard… Can you not take me close to him?" She asked him in a weak voice. 

What man could refuse a weak and seductive woman? 

Well, it wasn't Santiago for sure. 

In the end, Persephone just sat on the chair behind while Santiago went to pay his respect to the Costas family. 

Who would have thought that out of all the places Santiago would meet Killian standing beside Mrs Costas and Emma Costas? 

When he went to Mrs Costas to express his grief, he shook hands with Killian too… 

Even after coming back when he had occupied the seat beside Persephone, he was still in a daze. 

"Emma got married?" Persephone asked in shock when she heard Sophia who was sitting next to her head. She and Nico had also come to Ricahrd's funeral. 

Sophia nodded her head. "You see the tall and dark Italiano God standing next to her?"