He wakes up on the sofa with an extremely sore head. He moans in frustration, damn... He couldn't remember much, just cooking. Had Lovi come home? Gently a smile grows on his face as he finds that Bella is asleep in his arm as he tries to slip away carefully he moans in pain, his front killing him. Fuck... He might have been too rough on Lovino... There is a worry nagging in his head that somewhere he is in pain.
Bella rolls onto him, hugging him as if to say that she doesn't want him to go just yet. He strokes her head, trying to ease her, before softly easing off the sofa. Strolling into the kitchen he notices a mark on the table of what seems like red wine. Lovino couldn't be home or else he would be yelling at him. He takes a sponge from the sink and cleans up the mess, biting his lip in annoyance. He hadn't come back... And he needed to get to work soon. Sure he worked with him but he was meant to be spending his time at Mona's casino today to watch this millionaire.
He glances at the plates of food on the side, the food making him feel miserable. He just wanted a hug, maybe a nice meal with some wine. Bella's head bounces into the kitchen, her hand moving fast as she brushes her hair tame. Walking over to Antonio she tenderly brushes his hair, gigging at the amount of tangles in it. "Remember you promised to take me with you today." Her eyes shine with a no nonsense business. "Make sure you remember to take a jacket."
Antonio pulls a face before pouting innocently, "But what if I don't do anything interesting? I've told you before it is quite boring." She prods his nose, kissing it lovingly. "Jacket, now." He wanders over to the cupboard, pulling out his sexy leather jacket. "Do you want to go on the motorbike?" She nods as she pulls her handbag over her side, making sure that her gun is in it.
"Sure, don't forget your gun." That is a moment of panic as Antonio forgets where he put it his hand gun, finding it safely stored away in its shoulder pouch. Sliding it on then his jacket he glances over to Bella who is leaning on the door frame watching his arse. Oblivious to this he smiles up at her, his eyes catching hers before a smirk condenses onto her face, the look of cat that has finally gotten their milk.
"You ready?" He dusts himself down slightly before not waiting for an answer and simply taking her hand, leading her to the motorbike. "Remember if anything happens then you need to do exactly as I tell you." Warningly, he cast his eyes to her yet there is an air of confidence around her, of arrogance almost. They get onto the motorbike together, which is in the garage, Antonio making sure they both have helmets on.
There is a frown from Bella as he cuddles up to Antonio on the bike, "Antonio, would you ever leave Lovi if you found someone better?" Her eyes shine with a desire, her fingers carefully caressing him. There is a look of horror on Antonio's as he contemplates what she has said. "Lovi is my world, I wouldn't leave him. Not for all the tomatoes in the world."
He starts up the motorbike, not seeing the fuming eyes behind him. The furious eyes that feel so badly neglected. She was always going to be just some girl he had adopted, always. Yet it stung so badly to know that actually he would most like care for Lovi over her. It doesn't matter that she is old enough to care for herself. All that mattered is that she wanted him, wanted to tear Lovi away from him. She was a cat, begging for her milk, only allowed it when she had finished killing the mouse that plagued her owner's home. Completely intending to kill that mouse somehow.