The Mafia Kingpins Lost Love

Chapter 5 - Confrontation On The Playground.

Aria's P.O.V.

"Hello"

"Why does Mrs Kim want to see you at school today, Aria?"

Marcello's angry voice growled down the phone at me causing me to close my eyes and groan.

Urgh!!, great.

This is just what I need, an angry Marcello to make my morning perfect.

Don't get me wrong, I love this man to death but I hate it when he gets angry because he doesn't just get regular angry, no he gets mafia angry which is a side of him that he's tried so hard to suppress because he hates getting that angry with anyone, especially with me and the kids but it's hard to stop being or acting a certain type of way when you were trained your whole life to be that way.

"Who told you Mrs Kim wants to see me today, Marc?"

I ask confused, although I had an idea.

"Gino told me"

He said in a duh tone as if the answer was obvious while I just rolled my eyes.

Of course he did.

"Why does she want to see us today, Aria? the twins aren't in any trouble, are they?"

"No, they're not and what's with the us, Marcello? I'm going to see their teacher, not us"

I say and he sighs.

"Mami, do you really think I'm gonna let you go and see that fire-breathing dragon again on your own?...you must be crazy, woman"

Oh my god.

I groaned to myself as my kids laughed.

"Are you calling her that because she's Chinese, uncle Marc?"

"No, it's because she always makes me feel like the little donkey off Shrek every time she sees me, looking at me with hearts in her eyes and lust in her heart"

Oh for Christ's sake.

"Marc, I can't have you coming to the kids school again"

"Why not?"

He whines and I chuckle.

"Because last time, they nearly had to bust out the fire hydrants and extinguishers because of how hot you were making all of the mothers, hell, even some of the fathers looked like they needed hosing down as well"

"Hey, I can't help it if I'm hotter than the Sahara Desert, mami"

Marcello says and we all laugh.

"Uncle is hot like hell like Dula Peep says, mommy"

"Thank you, my little princesa" (Princess)

Marcello says sounding like the charming ass that he is as my little girl blushed and smiled at being called her uncles princess.

"Anyway Ari, I'm coming with you"

"But..."

"No buts Aria Rivera, I'm coming with you, end of story"

Urgh!!.

Stubborn asshole.

I thought to myself whilst shaking my head in annoyance.

"I'll meet you there, ok...bye baby"

"Wait, Marcello, Marc..."

I tried to call for him but the bastard had already hung up on me when I did.

"Urgh!!, that man"

"Are we in trouble for telling uncle Marc about Mrs Kim, mama?"

Gino asks me and I shake my head as I smile at him through the rearview mirror.

"Of course you're not, son...your uncle however, is in big trouble for hanging up on me"

"Ooh, uncles getting a spanking"

Gino said and I chuckled.

He sure is, baby.

The drive to the twins school was a good thirty minutes away from our home and it's around ten minutes away from my company's headquarters which makes life so much easier for all of us, especially on days like today when I have to deal with the school's resident gremlin.

We arrived at the school which was bustling with parents and kids and as soon as I got the twins out of my car and made sure they had everything they needed, I quickly grabbed hold of their hands and made a beeline for Marcello's expensive ass car when I saw him attempting to get out of it.

"You'd better keep that fine ass of yours in your car, Marcello Rivera"

I say and he groans whilst rolling his eyes like a child.

"Why can't I come in with you, mami?"

He asked me and I smiled at him.

"Because I'm a big girl now and I can handle my kids teacher on my own, Marc but don't worry, I'll give you a call if things get out of hand"

"You'd better, Aria"

Marcello says whilst looking at me angrily and my smile got brighter knowing that I'd won.

I also knew that he wasn't angry with me, he was just angry because of the situation and also because he's so over-protective of us and he doesn't like the thought of us going into battle if you will without him.

"Come along, my babies"

I said as I led the twins onto the school's playground.

There was kids running around and playing amongst each other while their parents, mostly their mothers stood huddled in groups like witches gossiping with each other which I find so funny because they're all backstabbing bitches who talk about one another behind each other's backs as well.

This is why I've never bothered to really get to know any of the other parents around here and I've always kept to myself because they're all two-faced and very hypocritical women who don't like me for whatever reason but it's ok because I don't like any of them either.

They're all judgemental pricks who think their s**t doesn't stink and they also think that they're better than everyone else in this state because they're rich and because their kids go to one of the best and most prestigious schools in California but in reality they're just a group of sad and pathetic wannabe influencers dressed in Gucci and Versace.

These women are obsessed with social media, as well as having a following and associating themselves with other women who are 'on their level' if you will and if your job, bank balance and social media presence isn't the same as theirs, then you're nothing to them and you're unworthy of their time.

I think this is why they don't like me because I refuse to give them private information because I don't want fake ass people kissing my ass wanting to befriend me because of who I am, what I own and who I'm affiliated with, so they treat me like I'm some unemployed immigrant who got lucky which is kind of true but not really.

I also don't understand the whole obsession with social media and the need to be in other folks business all of the time which these women seem to love doing, unlike me who doesn't see the point in it unless it's to promote my business.

They'd also have a heart attack if they learned that I don't have any social media and neither do my children A) because I don't think anyone under sixteen should be on social media like that and B) because I don't want my famiglia or the Castillo famiglia to find us which they easily would with these apps and things such as location trackers.

"Miss Rivera, can I speak to you for a moment, please?"

Mrs Kim asks me whilst calling me Miss in a condescending and mocking kind of way.

If only the pretentious b***h knew my real name and who I really am then she'd quickly shut up and stop talking to me like I'm trash beneath her feet.

"Of course, Mrs Kim, what can I do for you?"

"Well, I don't know if Gino and Giana have informed you about this but there's going to be a dance on the last day of school to celebrate not only the end of the school year but also the start of summer as well"

"Oh wow, really? that should be fun, right guys?"

I asked with a smile as I looked down at my twins who grumbled and looked totally uninterested in the idea.

"Well, you see, the thing is, Miss Rivera"

There she goes again with the condescending Miss.

"This dance is also for the parents to attend as well"

"Ok...is there a problem?"

I ask feeling confused.

Even though this school doesn't do many events that include the parents, there have been a few which I've always attended with Marcello, so I don't understand why little Miss Stuck Up her own asshole is acting this way with me and only with me when there are other single mothers on this playground as well.

"Well, you know...Gino and Giana, they don't have...you know"

"No, I don't know, Mrs Kim, so why don't you tell me?"

I asked whilst glaring at my kids nosy little teacher as I crossed my arms over my chest.

The truth is that I did know what she was referring to but I was enjoying seeing Mrs Kim squirm too much, especially under my intense glare to put her out of her misery and discomfort.

"Gino and Giana's father...he's not in the picture, is he?"

I f*****g knew it.

"I don't understand how the father of my children is any of your business, Mrs Kim"

I growled at her as my glare intensified.

"Have you spoken to any of the other single moms around here who haven't got their kids father in their lives? or are you just being biased against me and my babies?"

"Well, I..."

"Have you spoken to Kayley about the three absent fathers in her kids lives? or to Miranda, whose husband ran away with their nanny leaving her with two kids and hasn't been heard from since? better yet, have you spoken to Bianca about her jailbait husband who hasn't seen his twins since they were two and hasn't even met his newborn baby yet?"

I ask Mrs Kim who was growing redder and angrier the more I spoke.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not shaming any of these women or women in general who haven't got the father of their children in their lives because there could be any number of reasons why they aren't involved but what I am doing is I'm trying to open this woman's eyes to the hypocrisy she's spewing.

She always comes for me for being a single mother and not having my kids father around whilst acting completely different with all of the other single mothers on the school yard.

"Miss Rivera, it's not fair for you to judge other mothers and their situations like that"

She says through gritted teeth and I laugh.

"Oh wow, if it's not the pot calling the kettle black"

I say as I look back at her.

"You and the other hypocritical bitches on this playground love to judge others and try to put people down, specifically me and my babies when none of you are perfect yourselves"

I say before briefly looking over at the group of shocked and horrified mothers before looking back at Mrs Kim.

"Yes, I was a teenage mother, yes, I'm doing it alone and no, the father of my children isn't in our lives but what's that got to do with you or anyone else on this school yard?"

I growl lowly so that my kids don't hear me.

I then briefly looked down at my two biggest blessings with a smile before narrowing my glare back at their dumbass teacher.

"Maybe Mrs Kim, you and those mothers should take a vacay outside of your own asses for a change and stop being prejudiced and bias against a young, single mother and her kids, maybe in the future you can actually use the brain you claim to have and ask yourself why women like me aren't with the father of their children because you'll find that most of us don't have a freaking choice"

I say with a sneer as Mrs Kim gulped and looked down in shame.

"As for this dance, it's up to Gino and Giana if they wanna go which from the looks on their faces they don't but if they do decide to go then they'll be accompanied to it by me and their uncle Marcello"

"You got that right, mami"

Marcello's sexy and husky voice with a mixed Spanish and Italian twang to it said from behind us and I quickly turned to look at him.

"Uncle Cello"

"Good you're here uncle, Mrs Kim was being mean to mama again"

"Again?"

Marcello asks whilst glaring at Mrs Kim who cowered away from the powerful man in front of her before he narrowed his glare at me.

"What's Gino talking about, mami?"

"Nothing, Marc..."

"It's not nothing, uncle, Mrs Kim always picks on mama because she doesn't like her or us"

Gino interrupted me and I mentally facepalmed.

Why did he have to tell Marcello that?.

Marcello used to be a soldier for the Castillo famiglia and even though the men in the mafia were always taught that violence against women and children was off the table, it doesn't mean that his sneaky and vengeful ass won't find another way to avenge the twins and me against this woman.

"Is that right, Gino?"

Marcello growls as he once again narrows his eyes to my kids teacher.

"Is my nephew telling the truth, ma'am? have you been bullying my sister and her kids?"

"S..sister? Miss Rivera is your sister?"

Mrs Kim asks sounding shocked and Marcello smiles at her.

"Marcello Rivera, Aria Rivera and Gino and Giana Rivera...the name's common, ma'am but it's not that common, at least not in California it's not"

Marcello says sounding calm but I knew that he was anything but.

"I'm s..so sorry, s..sir, I didn't kn..know"

"It's not me you should be apologising to, ma'am, it's these three right here who should be receiving an apology from you"

Marcello growled through gritted teeth whilst lazily rubbing his chin.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Rivera, I'm sorry, Gino and Giana, please forgive me"

"Apology accepted"

"Yeah, apology accepted but only because our mama accepted it first, Mrs Kim"

Giana said as Gino nods his head and I rolled my eyes.

Where the hell did I get these kids from?.

"Good...now that we've got that out of the way, we need to get going, mami"

"Ok"

We each gave the twins a kiss and a hug before bidding them goodbye and leaving but we didn't get more than two feet away from them when Marcello suddenly stopped and turned to face Mrs Kim.

"Oh and Mrs Kim, your husband...his name isn't Michael by any chance, is it?"

"Yes, it is, wh..why do you ask?"

"Oh, I was just wondering, that's all...we've got a Michael Kim who works for our company, MAR conglomerates"

Marcello says and Mrs Kim's face immediately turns pale because she understood the carefully veiled threat behind what he had said and that threat was mess with my famiglia again and I'll happily end yours.

I knew he didn't mean it violently but still, the threat made both myself and Mrs Kim shudder with unease.

We then left the school's property and Marcello walked me to my car before heading over to his own car.

I then set off for work as I hoped and prayed that the rest of the day wasn't as dramatic or as eventful as this because dealing with this woman has already been exhausting.

But little did I know that this was only the beginning of today's drama for me.