In Dominicos defence, he didn't plan his Union with the woman, but does that matter? he was still to wed a very beautiful woman, Bella and that was all that mattered to his cousin brother.
Although, he could not remember what she looked like as he had only seen her a few times while they were very little and that was it, but he believed her to be as beautiful as the town had said.
Regardless, Dominico still awaited the wedding, it was to be grand obviously. The young man had always waited patiently for his person. He might have fucked around a few times, but then, he felt, it was required of him as a man, either way he never took any of them seriously, he knew he had his woman waiting patiently for him.
Dominico was very handsome and looked just like his mother, Benedetta, he had short dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, the same as his mother, the only thing that differed between them was the length of her hair and the man's height
Dominico was just as tall as his cousin brother even taller and Benedetta liked that as she felt it radiated from him as much power as was needed.
Although, Lorenzo was fine with Armando taking over his properties, Benedetta was not and that was why she had come up with the idea that her son married as soon as possible, so he could produce an heir.
Dominico had no idea that his wedding had been moved forward, anyways that didn't really matter to him, whenever they were asked to wed, they would, still, it did not stop him from wanting to be informed on whatever plan was to be made on his life.
He was no longer a child and needed to be treated like the adult he was but Benedetta thought otherwise.
To her, dominico would always be a child, her child, she loved the boy more than words could express, he meant absolutely everything to her.
There was so much love that she felt from him, so much that caused her obsession with him.
She had given her son everything he asked for and whenever he asked for it, but still the boy had grown well with good manners, a perfect example of a man.
Benedetta considered Bellissima cassato to be lucky, in fact anyone that would wed her son was considered to be lucky by her and she was so happy that the one to wed Dominico was beautiful. She couldn't wait to have her beautiful grandchildren roaming around the Del Gato compound.
Sometimes she wished she could birth more children, but it was impossible to do so, after Dominico, she couldn't conceive again, as a matter of fact it took years before she had her son, so she knew it just couldn't happen anymore and now all her hope was in her son.
She hoped he will be able to fulfill her not too many wishes, she just wanted him to stay alive, get married and produce an heir, there was no much problem in that.
Oh Benedetta hated Angelo, she hated him so much, but had to act otherwise, he pretended to be a Godsent to Lorenzo, but she knew who he really was, she could see through people and Angelo had no good intentions for her family. Although, her husband listened to her and had asked her before she allowed his brother's children to live in the compound, she had to say yes, not wanting to seem like a bad person.
But now she regretted that greatly. She should have said no, not caring if she looked good or not and given her husband reasons as to why she made that choice, Benedetta did not consider herself selfish, why would she??
Every woman had the best interest of their family in mind, so to her she was just making the right decisions and doing what ought to be done.
She loved her family with her dear life, no matter how small and she'd die a thousand times for them, if she could.
The woman knew she was beautiful and proud that she was, who wasn't proud to be beautiful.
In Florence, Italy. Pretty privileged was a thing and that was how she was able to wed Lorenzo.
while she grew, she outstood amongst her sisters and each one of them envied her, she had the opportunity to choose whoever she wished to marry, because a lot of men came.
Unlike her sisters who were forced to marry which ever man had arrived first.
When Lorenzo heard of the Pretty Woman, he immediately head for her, coming with money and gifts, hoping to buy her heart with all of those and indeed.
The moment Benedetta had seen him, she turned to her papa
"Papà it's him I want"
"So be it, Il mio bambino" the man smiled at his beautiful daughter knowing she had made a great choice.
(my child)
"Mr Del Gato, would like to speak with you sir" a tall slender man called upon dominico.
he nodded at the man and took off his Apron, admiring his painting. Apart from his good looks and nature, Dominico possesed many skills, another reason he was called perfect, blessed and beloved.
"how are you my son" benedetta smiled as Dominico walked past him,
"I haven't seen you all day, come give your mother a kiss"
He chuckled and strolled to his mother, kissing her on the Cheeks sweetly.
"Hai un profumo cosi buono" she laughed rubbing his hair, scattering it's perfect arrangement.
(You smell very nice)
"Grazie mamma"
The two walked down the staircase majestically to their father. Angelo scowled when his eyes met theirs, Benedetta's hand tightly in the arms of her son.
Angelo had grown with so much love from his father, even with little to no money, he still seemed to be happy with his family, but once he was brought to the compound, he lost all that love and focused on Greed and envy.
His mother Greta was very different but still very beautiful, she didn't possess the hatred her son did, she was grateful, very grateful to be put in such position and thankful to Lorenzo but Benedetta most importantly because she knew had the woman refused, neither of her family would have had access to any of these luxuries.
Her life with her late husband had not been hell, not even close to, they loved each other so much, that it pained her every day that the man was not besides her, there was no money but there was love and that was all that mattered to her.
she always wanted to marry for love and was able to do just that, she did suffer, suffer a lot, but her husband would do the best he could to make her happy, that action alone would make her smile for days
And so,
When she had heard that Armando had committed suicide, she starved for days, to her it was the worst way one could be lost, she would rather prefer him to be murdered than to kill himself.
"my beloved Armando, rest in peace" she'd say every night before she slept, her daughter in her arms.
Armando had died when she was pregnant with Aurora, her only female child and she promised to give her child the world, everything she had because she needed as much love as she could get.
"you sent for us father" Dominico spoke standing beside his father.
Lorenzo stood by the garden, a wine glass in his hands
"yes, yes, please sit" he smiled placing a kiss on his wife lips.
The three sat on the round table by the garden. Lorenzo cleared his throat as the maid filled their glasses with wine.
"Grazie" dominico said to the woman as she moved away
"Why have you called us here?" Benedetta asked pretending to be unaware.
He smiled at her and shook his head after sometime, he knew she acted that way because if Dominico eventually found out she had made this decision without seeking his content, he would have been so pissed at her and she couldn't stand that.
"The wedding has been moved" he looked at his son, his face empty of emotion "it would be coming soon"
"what?" Dominico asked calmly but his expression read otherwise.
"Your courting with bellissima begins tomorrow, she'd be coming over" he brought his wine glass to his lips, frowning afterwards.
Dominico just stared at his father, this was happening again, had this man not understood he was twenty four and not to be treated this way.
Filled with anger, he shook his head and walked away swiftly, not wanting to spare a glance to either of his parents.
"Figilo!" Benedetta exclaimed moving after her son.
(Son)
The man walked away as quickly as he could slamming the door shut.
"Oh shit."
Benedetta stood before her son's door rubbing her forehead with her hands vigorously.