Monte Vista Stories | 2.29. Welcome Home

Content warning: Nudity, more female representing nips, sexual themes, dangerously gorgeous rich boy… You get the drift by now.

The sun set and tinted Monte Vista pink and gold, then purple. Enzo could see the sky through the window to Gina’s bedroom, though he didn’t care for the world outside. The fading sunlight was a harsh reminder that reality awaited him back home. Unanswered calls waited in his phone, no doubt from Lia or his father, who wanted to know when he would be back. He had delayed twice—There’s just so much work, so I have to stay a little longer—just to spend another moment with her, basking in her smile and laughter.

But inevitably, he had to go. The guilt he had ignored so long was a hard lump in his stomach now, one that only dissolved when they made love or when she looked at him like he was worthy of her. Like he wasn’t a terrible human being that she had deigned to forgive.

“Stop it,” Gina said, her voice both teasing and tender.

She was naked, lit by the glow of her bedside lamp and the fading sun. He, yet again, traced the ink patterns on her arm, revelling in the beauty, the artistry, and in how arousing he found them… while still feeling guilty, of course. Gina smiled and nudged him softly.

“I said stop.”

“I’m not doing anything,” he said.

“You’re feeling guilty. I can tell because of your guilty face.”

“My guilty face? What does that look like?”

She tapped his nose with a fingertip and said: “Like that. But seriously, you have nothing to feel bad about.”

“I should have been home hours ago.”

“There’s so much shit you should do. When was the last time you ever didn’t do what you were supposed to do?”

“It’s happened a lot lately, because of you.”

Always because of her. Even when his mind should be entirely occupied with the blackmail and the painting and his sister’s engagement party, she was there, taking up mental space. He had naïvely thought that sleeping with her would still the longing for her, at least at little, but it was stronger now. It was even worse after the day they had spent together because it painted a picture of what his life could be. He felt serene and calm close to her. Not tired, not stressed out. It was the first day of his life when he didn’t need to do anything, only be.

But he couldn’t stay much longer. The very fact that he wanted to made the lump inside feel heavier, for he shouldn’t want to stay here and do nothing when he had so many responsibilities.

“There’s the guilty face again,” she chided softly.

“I’m sorry.”

Gina sighed. “Honey, you know you’re a grown ass man, right?”

“Yes, so…?”

“You can do whatever the fuck you please. Fuck the people you want to fuck, stay out until the wee hours of the morning, parade around Monte Vista in a speedo…”

He glanced up at her. “You wouldn’t put me in a one, surely.”

“I considered it,” she said with a shrug, “but I figured I’d start with shorts. Baby steps.”

Enzo laughed and put a hand on her back to draw her down next to him. He kissed her deeply.

“I don’t want to leave,” he said, drawing circles on the small of her back with a finger. “Trust me. If it wasn’t for my sister, I’d be happy to stay the night.”

Gina cocked her head and said with a soft smile: “You’re a good brother.”

“Not really,” he said.

“Oh fuck off, you are.” Gina rolled her eyes. “You’re there for her, you help with the engagement party and all that, take care of this blackmail with nobody to help.”

“There wouldn’t be any blackmail if it weren’t for me. I owe her for everything I’ve done to harm her.”

She frowned and studied his face, then she suddenly said:

“You mean because you killed the guy, right?”

Enzo went cold, as something in her tone made him uneasy. “Yes, I did.”

“You pushed him?”

“Yes.”

Her eyes narrowed and a smirk formed on her face. “No, you didn’t.”

Enzo frowned. “Yes, I did.”

“But when you told me the story, you said you punched him.”

He went silent, his mind working overtime. “I misspoke.”

“Don’t think you did. I think you’re covering for your sister—she pushed him or punched him or whatever and Fabrizio walked in later and you told him it was you. Took the blame.”

“Gina…”

“Stop lying,” she said. “Stop shooting yourself in the foot. Are you covering for her?”

He sank something. “If you report my sister…”

“I’m on your side, Enzo.”

He was silent for a long time, while her dark green eyes studied him intently. Not once since it happened had he said out loud what really transpired that day. Even Lorenzo, who knew about it, didn’t know that specific detail. At last, he heaved a sigh.

“I am covering for her, yes.”

She nodded, but her gaze hardened somewhat. “Anything else you haven’t told me?”

“No. And I didn’t mean to make it harder for you. It’s only that Lia’s reputation already took a hit when she… when she dated around. I think she did that because she was upset after our mother left and…”

“… and you think it was your fault that your mother left.”

“If my mother hadn’t left, Lia wouldn’t have acted out, Conti wouldn’t have stalked her, and she wouldn’t have killed him.”

She reached out a hand to caress his face and he could tell she didn’t buy it, but this time she didn’t bother to start the discussion again—she refused to believe him when he said it was his fault and he knew she would never understand.

“I work for you,” she said instead. “You hired me and that means I have a responsibility to you. It doesn’t matter whether it was you or your sister that did it—my job is to stop the blackmail and that’s what I’m going to do.”

Enzo let out a breath he didn’t realise he had been holding. Her face, her dear, dear face, softened into a smile and he leaned over to kiss her. When he drew back, her smile turned into a concerned expression.

“You’ve got to stop withholding things from me and not just when it comes to work, but because… because I think we both want this to last.”

She moved close and found her place in his arms, the spot where she fit so well. Enzo nodded.

“I want that more than anything.”

Regina eased herself on top of him and he was hard in an instant. She smiled softly and moved without speaking; she let soft kisses fall in all the places she had learnt he liked and they made love one last time. She went slowly, moving deliberately and made her body say all the things he wouldn’t listen to when they were words.

I’m here. I’m yours. You’re forgiven.

Afterwards, she rested her hands on his beating heart and looked at him with joy and pleasure, all the feelings her face betrayed naturally. If the instinct to hold back hadn’t been so strong, he would have cried with joy.

“What is it?” she asked.

He almost blurted it out then, his sweet little secret, but it wasn’t the time—this was one thing he would withhold, at least for now. He rested his hand at the back of her head and smiled.

“You’re incredible,” he said instead of what he wanted to say.

Gina smoothed his hair back and said: “You’re pretty incredible, too, my rich boy.”

His phone hummed on her nightstand, another call that went to voicemail and added to the heavy feeling in his gut. They stayed as they were for another minute, eyes and limbs locked together in a silent embrace. The buzzing stopped, but soon started back up.

“I have to…” he said.

“I know.”

They got dressed in silence, though it wasn’t the pleasant, gentle kind of silence that had been between them all day. Enzo’s mind drifted between his family and the woman he was leaving behind. She wasn’t ranting or seething or angry, but her face was hidden behind a veil of long, dark hair and he couldn’t see behind it. It wasn’t until they had the painting loaded in his car and they stood outside, ready to say goodbye, that he could see the pain in her eyes. He also saw her futile attempt to stay neutral.

“So, we need to start thinking of work,” she said. “Your future brother-in-law and the blackmail.”

Enzo sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “What do you have in mind?”

“More blackmail,” she said. “Well find some equally bad dirt on Fabrizio and return the favour.”

“And if there’s no dirt?”

Gina rolled her eyes. “Come on, he had to blackmail you to get a fiancée. We’ll find something, believe me.”

“I believe you.”

He bent down and pressed a kiss to her lips and it immediately made his blood run hot through his veins, singing her name.

They drew back from each other and she smiled, though it was a careful one full of doubt.

“So, I’ll see you in Collesena. I have a few jobs around Monte Vista, but as soon as I can, I’ll drive up and we’ll look into Fabrizio. Until then I’ll call at night… I mean…” A hint of vulnerability snuck into her eyes. “If you want me to.”

“I would be miserable if you didn’t call.”

She relaxed and leaned into him, taking another kiss, then she said in a soft voice: “I’ll miss you.”

Enzo took just one more kiss. The last one of the night. He weaved his fingers into her hair and her lips crushed against his, then her mouth opened to let him in. It was so hard to leave, so hard to tear himself away from her eager kisses and her body that pressed up against his. Only when his hands had memorised all her curves, when he was sure the kiss would linger in his brain for at least the few days they would be apart, only then did he let go.

“I’ll miss you, too,” he said.

 

Enzo had to scrub himself of her scent at his father’s Monte Vista house. It hurt a little, but more than anything it felt like a betrayal. He didn’t want to be without her perfume clinging to his skin, but then the terrible night years ago was never forgotten. His father had been able to smell her perfume on him and that was how he had been revealed.

So he scrubbed himself until his skin reddened, added extra cologne to be safe, and dressed in a clean suit. He cringed at the feeling of the cool fabric and the constricting feeling around his shoulders and chest.

How do I wear this all day without fainting?

The only small bright spot about it was the prospect of Gina calling him when he was back home. He could joke about the suit and maybe even make her laugh. At the thought, he held his head a little higher and despite the fact that it had only been a few days since he left home, he felt different. A little lighter. The guilt was there, but now he felt a spark of hope—a chance of being rid of it for good.

That spark, however, was snuffed out as soon as he stepped into the entryway back home and Rosalia rushed out to meet him. Like himself, she was still dressed to the nines and had her hair neatly brushed back. The relief on her face was noticeable.

“Oh thank heavens you’re back,” she said, letting out a sigh. “Do you have it?”

She didn’t need to tell him which ‘it’ she talked about. He nodded.

“You have no idea how happy I am to hear it.” She stepped a little nearer and said in a half whisper: “Fabrizio has been here all day and he keeps—”

“Vinny! What a pleasant surprise.”

Enzo cringed. “Fabrizio. How… lovely.”

“Did you have a good trip? I was worried.”

Fabrizio stepped over and shook his hand hard with a nauseating grin on his face.

“It was small business trip, nothing to worry about,” Enzo said with a casual shrug.

“Vinny has a lot to do lately,” Lia said.

Her fiancé pretended like she hadn’t spoken and kept his gaze fixed on Enzo.

“Well, Lia told me you had to delay your return twice. You’ve got to watch out for yourself, Vinny. They’re running you ragged.”

“I can manage.”

“Mhm, I’m sure. Rosalia, honey, why don’t you head off to bed so I can talk to your brother. You need your beauty rest.”

Lia smiled sweetly but when she spoke, her voice was infused with venom: “Well, don’t stay around for too long, darling. You clearly don’t get your beauty rest often enough yourself.”

If Fabrizio noticed the insult, he didn’t make any note of it. Enzo would have been proud if it weren’t because that was his sister talking to the man she was supposed to marry and it was a miserable prospect.

It’s fine. Gina will take him down.

Enzo straightened his back and kept his gaze as confident and collected as he could.

“What did you want?” he asked.

“Oh, I’m just making sure everything is ready for the big day. The party, the painting…”

“Everything’s in order,” Enzo said.

“Even the painting?”

“Like I said: Everything’s in order. The painting is acquired and ready to be shown off.”

Fabrizio nodded. “Excellent. I’m just making sure. It’s a popular piece and you know how collectors can be.”

Enzo suffocated a sarcastic reply before it could escape. He did know how collectors were by now.

“Well, in that case, I’m happy.” Fabrizio looked at his watch, then back up at him. “I should get going, but while I remember it… There’s a small gathering at our place in a few days and you and Rosalia are of course invited. I’d like for you to meet some friends of mine.”

Fabrizio smiled his broadest, most revolting smile. Enzo felt his insides twist with rage as he nodded.

His sister’s fiancé turned to leave and was about halfway there when Enzo stopped him:

“It’s funny, I didn’t actually think you were a collector.”

Fabrizio turned slowly. “Oh?”

Enzo instantly wished he had shut his mouth. Something in Fabrizio’s eyes put him on edge in a way the man hadn’t ever done before. He had a healthy respect for the man who was blackmailing him, but he had never been scared of him… until now.

“It’s just that you’ve never shown any interest in art before now,” he said, despite the dangerous look in Fabrizio’s eyes. “Is there a reason?”

Of course he knew the reason because of Gina. The money. But he wasn’t sure why he wanted that money—his family was loaded, after all.

“I like the painting,” Fabrizio said simply. His eyes held a warning. “It’s a nice piece.”

Enzo nodded. This was as far as his confidence would get him. Even knowing that Gina would take care of the man, he thought it best not to step further on his toes.

“Anything else, Vinny?”

“No, have a lovely evening.”

“And to you, too.”

Enzo thought that was it, but then Fabrizio looked him up and down and asked:

“Does the name Mancini ring a bell to you?”

Enzo’s stomach sank. “I think… it was the Napoletanis’ daughter-in-law?”

“No, no,” Fabrizio shook his head with a grin. “That’s Mazzini. This is… oh, it doesn’t matter. I’m sure you know nothing of the woman. I’ll see you soon, Vinny.”

Enzo said goodbye as a familiar sense of dread settled in the pit of his stomach and whispered welcome home. For a moment it was overwhelming, weighing him down. He could already sense the long, lonely, sleepless night ahead.

But then he took a deep breath, felt the air fill his lungs and expand them and then he let out the breath and her name was on his lips. Gina.

He walked briskly to his room and got out his phone without bothering to change. She picked up the phone on the first ring.

“You’re home?”

“I am,” he said, “and I think we have a problem.”

Author’s note: Hi guys! So I hope you’re ready to go back to plot because lemme tell you… I’m not. I just want to do more fluff… But at the same time, I think it’s time for some more stuff to happen. 😉 Today, I don’t have much to say about the chapter proper, but I do want to share a little picture:

So… guess what? I totally converted that hairstyle from ts4. 😀 I saw this one and just thought it was so gorgeous. Since it wasn’t available, I just had to learn to convert it myself. This was my third attempt and it’s not perfect but I think it looks fairly decent. I’m not going to start sharing conversions (people are very protective of their things and I don’t want to risk causing a stir), but I just wanted to ramble a bit because I honestly can’t believe I pulled it off. Now, with that said, I hope you enjoyed reading and that you’re having a good time. I’ll see you in the next post.

Cheers!

16 thoughts on “Monte Vista Stories | 2.29. Welcome Home”

  1. Great chapter and not just because of the hot sexy couple but also because of the hot sexy couple. The drama just kicked up. What does Fabrizio know? Yep. They may have a problem.

    I’m jealous of your ability to covert the hairstyle! Great job and yeh poses were amazing.

    1. Ha, ha, they’re pretty damned gorgeous if you ask me. 😀
      It might very well be that there’s som drama around the corner. (I mean, let’s face it, it’s been a while since we had drama, so it’s about time!).

      Thank you, Audrey! I’m really happy that I managed to do it! I find that a lot of the tutorials for it are really weird and just assume that you know stuff already. 😛 Can’t wait to do more conversions and retextures (because the tutorial also taught me a pretty easy way to retexture hair). 🙂
      Thanks for reading and for your lovely comment, dear Audrey. 🙂

  2. It’s actually female *presenting* nipples 😛
    Damn, this shot where they are standing in the dark with the subtle light is so gorgeous, I can’t stop staring at it!
    And no, end of fluff? Ahh… I just wish were done with it already. I want them to “come out of the closet” (well, kind of…) as a couple, and not have to pretend they don’t know one another.
    Two things that worry. Obviously, the first one is Fabrizio knowing stuff, but the second… What did Enzo want to cover up by saying Gina was incredible? Another secret, ohmygosh…

    1. Ha, ha, I know, but that phrase is so darn long, Jowita. 😛
      Thank you. 🙂 I didn’t originally intend for it to have that purple-y-pink tint, but I tried out the effect for fun and it was just perfect. 🙂
      I know. 😛 They will be going all googly-eyed over each other, of course, but they’ll have to sneak around for a while.
      Yeah, Fabrizio is a pretty big problem. As for Enzo’s sweet little secret, I refer back to the end of chapter 27. 🙂 That one at least is not something to worry too much about.
      Thank you for reading and commenting, Jowita. <3

  3. Gosh, every time I see your pics, I want to play Monte Vista. I think it’s one of EA’s better worlds for TS3.

    Gina has some fun ideas regarding what Enzo could do to show he’s a “grown ass man.” LOLOL

    I’m really loving what you call fluff, but I love plot, too, so either way, I’m pretty happy to please. lol

    I love that you were able to convert that hair! It looks awesome!

    1. It may come as a surprise to you, but it’s pretty much my favourite town, lol. 😛 It is seriously gorgeous, though!

      Ha, ha, I know right? 😀

      I’m glad you like both. I’m also so ready to get to some more plot now and I mean… there’s always a chance to write a little more fluff. Gina and Enzo aren’t done being cutesy. 🙂

      Thank you! 😀 I was so happy that I succeeded. It was really hard to find a tutorial that didn’t assume I magically knew everything already, lol! 😀

      Thanks for reading and commenting, Kym. You’re too kind. <3

  4. Is it weird that a small part of me hoped that Enzo would show up back home wearing those shorts?
    Uh oh, I don’t like what Fabrizo is planning. He could be a big problem.

    And I am thoroughly impressed with your conversion skills. That hair looks amazing.

    1. Pfff, I don’t think it’s that weird. 😛 Though it’s rather unlikely, to say the least.
      I think you’re right – he could be a major problem.
      Thank you so much, friend. 😀 I’m so happy that I succeeded!
      Thanks for reading and commenting. <3

        1. I’m so glad you noticed that. 😉 Poor Enzo has been spending days out of his suit, so it makes it hard to go back!

  5. Wow, wow..! Those two are such a hot attractive couple – and I don’t mean just appearance-wise 😍 I love their dialogue, their chemistry and how you described everything that happened on that bed 😉
    But uh oh… looks like Fabrizio is a cunning little snake. I wonder if he had Enzo followed or something… which wouldn’t surprise me at all! He’s a disgusting man for sure – which is why I had to let a loud chuckle at Gina’s “Come on, he had to blackmail you to get a fiancée” burn. 😁 That hit the nail on the head!
    I’m soooo curious to find out what’s next!
    That was brilliant <3

    1. 😀 Aaah, you’re so sweet saying all this. I think they both look extremely striking in this chapter. (Enzo does not get less handsome without anything on, let’s just say). I’m really happy you like them together as well. <3
      Yup, he's way nasty. I wouldn't put it past him to have him followed, but we'll have to wait and see what he's up to. 😉 She's got a pretty good point there. 😛 I wouldn't agree to marry him either, short of being blackmailed!
      I'm so glad! I can't wait, because things are going to start getting more intense before too long. 🙂 <3
      Thank you for reading and for your lovely comment. <3

  6. I love the dialogue in this chapter. Everything now flows between them so well, since they’re actually on good terms! It’s rare that cheesy lovely stuff sounds natural too, but you’ve gone and done it 😀
    I feel bad for Enzo and his constricting suit. What a life. Hopefully he gets out and elopes with Gina sooner rather than later 😉 worried about this party and the sudden dangerous edge to Fabrizio. I mean he’s always been a prick but that conversation suggested something more…
    Again, well done for the conversion! It’s awesome 😀

    1. You’re too sweet, Carys. <3 I LIVE for writing cute romance stuff, so I'm really glad it's not coming off as unnatural. 🙂 <3
      Yeah, hopefully the poor guy gets to live as he wants soon. Poor baby rich boy. <3
      And Fabrizio may well be up to something... Guess we'll just have to see! 🙂
      Thank you so much. 🙂 I'm still so stoked that it worked. I can't wait to do more, but unfortunately I'm in the middle of a school project, so I'm just too tired. 🙁
      Thanks for reading and for your sweet comment, my friend. 😀 <3

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