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Bonnie laid on top of the bed with her eyes glued to the ceiling, lost in her thoughts. All day, she kept getting this weird vibe from Damon's mother. It was subtle, but she felt it none the less. They had engaged in conversation while in the garden, but it felt forced like Antonia was trying to make an effort to be pleasant to her. And, every once in a while when Bonnie looked up, she found Antonia's dark eyes on her and Bonnie would smile each time before turning away. This woman seriously didn't like her. Bonnie chewed on her bottom lip. She didn't know what to do, but there wasn't really anything she could do because Antonia had been nothing but gracious toward her, so how could she say anything. It was just a feeling. The funeral was in two day and then after that she and Damon would go home. Two days wasn't a long time; she could deal with this and not make it into an issue. Bonnie was jarred from her thoughts when she felt Damon's wayward hands slid her dress up over her legs. Bonnie sat up, swatting his hands away.

"No, we have to go down to dinner soon and I won't have time to take a shower afterwards." She said, pulling down her dress.

"Then just let me lick on it." He said, negotiating.

Bonnie covered her face with her hands. Sometimes he could be so salacious with his words, embarrassing her to no end. "No, I don't want to go down stairs smelling like sex."

Bonnie felt herself being pushed back on the bed, and she quickly removed her hands as she felt Damon's weight on top of her. She pushed at his hard chest. "Damon, come on…" she said, irritated.

"What…relax Bonnie, I'm not going to fuck you, alright…I just want to kiss you…can't I kiss you?" he said, staring into her eyes.

Bonnie sighed. "Alright, just kissing and nothing else, I mean it Damon." she said, seriously.

Damon smiled. "Whatever you say." He said, bringing his lips down on hers.

He pulled back after a while, caressing her face. "I noticed that you and Feliciano seemed quite chummy today…are the two of you getting to know one another?"

Bonnie looked at him and saw a hint of jealously. No, that couldn't be right; she had to be imagining what she saw in his eyes because Damon wouldn't possibly be jealous of her getting to know his brother, could he?

"Yeah, you could say that…he invited me to go out to party with him and his two best friends Jay Z and Beyoncé." She said, laughing. That was still funny even just thinking about it.

"You never know…he might be for real…I got the feeling my little brother gets around." Damon said, kissing her collar bone.

"He is kind of hilarious in a vain, egotistical way." Bonnie chuckled.

"I agree…this morning at breakfast, Adriano told Feliciano that he looks like me, and I thought he was going to have a fucking heart attack he was so outraged." Damon said, as he rested his forehead against hers.

A knock sounded at their bedroom door. "We are waiting for the two of you to come down to dinner." Feliciano said, through the door.

Damon snapped his head up to look at the clock. Shit, they were twenty minutes late for dinner. Even knowing this, for some reason Damon didn't move.

"Damon, get off me." She said, pushing at his chest. He finally moved off of her. "See, look what you've done…you made us late for dinner." She said, standing up, straightening her dress.

Damon stood beside her, slipping on his shirt and buttoning it up, tucking it into his pants. "Relax, it's not a big deal." He said.

Damon grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the door.

Bonnie could tell that Antonia blamed her for them being late for dinner eventhough she didn't utter a word when her and Damon walked into the dining room. Damon apologized for their tardiness and she smiled in returned. Bonnie's green eyes widen when Antonia pulled out a fucking bell and rang it, and just like that two servants walked out carrying their food. It was so ridiculously elitist that she almost laughed, but she didn't dare. Damon, who was seated next to her, took Bonnie's hand and kissed it; his blue eyes full of amusement. He'd been thinking the same thing, she smiled.

Bonnie thanked the servant who placed her dish in front of her and when she looked down at her food, Bonnie had to hold back the bile that rose up in her throat. It was some type of creamy calamari pasta dish with the tentacles on top like some disgusting form of garnish. She looked up from her plate and watched as everyone dug in, twirling the pasta around their forks before placing it in their mouth. The worst part was when Felix picked up a tentacle with his fingers and placed it on his extended tongue before retracting it into his mouth. Bonnie closed her eyes and swallowed hard, breathing deeply from her nose. Antonia noticed that Bonnie wasn't eating and called her out.

"Bonnie, is there something wrong with your food?" she asked, causing everyone to look at Bonnie.

Great. Bonnie smiled politely. "No, nothing is wrong…the food looks delicious…it's just that I don't like calamari."

Damon took her plate away and gave it to one of the servants. "Please, bring her something else that doesn't have calamari in it."

The servant nodded his head and disappeared from the room. Bonnie's green eyes flickered to Antonia and it was plain to see that she was offended. If Bonnie had not been pregnant, she would have forced herself to eat the dish, but she just couldn't do that now without causing herself to throw up. The servant came back with another pasta dish, but thankfully it was in a red meat sauce and no tentacles.

"I hope that this is more to your liking Bonnie." Antonia said, from the head of the table.

Bonnie nodded her head. "It is…thank you." She said, politely and proceeded to eat.

Adriano sat across the table from Bonnie and watched as she ate. He could tell that she was slightly embarrassed by the attention that was brought on her over the food. He noticed that she was very low key, not really saying much unless asked a direct question. He wanted to know more about her.

"Bonnie, what does your father do for a living." Adriano suddenly asked.

Bonnie swallowed the food in her mouth before speaking. "He's an English Professor at UCLA." She replied.

Adriano nodded his head. "So, is that where you and Damone met, at the university?"

Shit. Bonnie shook her head. "No, we didn't meet there."

Adriano waited for her to continue and when she didn't he quirked his brow. "So, where did the two of you meet then?" he pressed.

"I picked her up at a drug store." Damon interjected.

Bonnie blushed.

Felix laughed. "Alright older brother."

Bonnie couldn't believe that Damon had just said that to his family. Didn't he realize how bad that sounded? "He asked me out on a date, that's it." Bonnie clarified, looking pointedly at Felix.

"Don't get all bent out of shape, Bonnie…he married you didn't he…you had to do something right to get that ring on your finger." Felix winked, as his lips curved into a slow smile.

Bonnie tensed.

"Feliciano, understand this now so that we won't have any problems…I will not tolerate you speaking to her like that, you understand me." Damon said, looking at his younger brother.

Felix wiped the smile from his face and nodded his head. Antonia and Adriano's eyes met briefly before looking to Damon. "I'm sure Feliciano didn't mean any harm." Antonia said, evenly.

"Maybe so mamma, but I won't allow anyone to disrespect her." Damon stated.

Antonia looked at Bonnie. "I'm sure you weren't offended by what Feliciano said, now were you dear?"

Bonnie was offended, but she knew Antonia was looking for her to confirm her statement. "I'm sure Felix didn't mean any harm." Bonnie replied.

"Well, I'm ready for dessert." Antonia said, trying to change the subject. She nodded to the servants and they obediently took their plates away, disappearing from the room.

"So Damone, when do you have to get back to work?" Adriano asked, taking a sip from his wine glass.

Damon looked at his older brother. "Tuesday."

Antonia's eyes widen. "You're leaving after the funeral then?" she asked.

"Yes mamma, I'm afraid so." Damon said, casting a worried look in her direction by the sadness in her voice.

"But, you can't…you just got here." She said.

"I'm sorry mamma, but I have to get back home…I have a lot of things that need my attention." He said, gently.

Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief. Her heart had stopped beating for a second when Antonia was expecting them to stay longer. Thank heavens Damon had to get back to work.

Benito Salvatore's funeral was attended by family, friends, associates and acquaintances alike. Bonnie had been astounded by the mass of people who attended the service. Antonia was inconsolable from the moment the family got into the black stretched Mercedes Benz limo to drive to the church. Her grief was so heart wrenching that Bonnie couldn't help but cry herself. Her eyes were so red and puffy that Bonnie had to slip on her big black Gucci shades to hide her eyes which only added to her elegantly chic mourning attire. Bonnie wore a vintage black Diane Von Furstenberg wrap dress and black pumps. Her long hair was pulled back in a twisted up do with side swept bangs. She looked like a young Jackie Onassis, but with flavor. Everyone eyed her from the moment she stepped out of the limo with the rest of the family, and they gasped when news spread that she was Damone's young wife.

Damon didn't cry once, but he tightly held on to Bonnie's hand from the moment they got into the limo until the end of the funeral service. And, just like at Matt's funeral once the service was over, everyone came to Antonia's house to eat. The house was packed with people, but mostly family and Damon introduced her to everyone. But, because she was meeting so many people at once Bonnie didn't remember anyone's name as they all seemed to run together after a while. Damon wasn't to far from Bonnie's side all day, and she was grateful for that. She noticed how everyone was curiously watching her; Bonnie just knew that she was the topic of conversation on everyone's lips.

Bonnie found herself being pulled into her husband's arms.

"How are you holding up?" Damon asked.

"No, how are you holding up?" Bonnie countered, putting her arms around his waist.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be glued to the young couple as they embraced each other, admiring how stunning they looked together. They were going to make beautiful babies was the thought that crossed the majority of their minds, especially the older Italian women with soft smiles on their faces as they stared at Damon and Bonnie. No one could take their eyes off of them.

"I'm okay, but I'm just worried about mamma…she's devastated."

"I know." Bonnie said, quickly pecking him on the lips before hugging his neck.

Someone cleared his throat beside them. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to see you for a moment Damone."

Damon let Bonnie go. "I'll be back okay." He told her.

Bonnie nodded her head. Damon wasn't gone for a full minute before a woman saddled up to Bonnie and just started a conversation.

"I wish I could have seen Antonia's face when Damone introduced you as his wife." She said, laughing.

"Excuse me?" Bonnie said.

The woman hit herself on the forehead with the palm of her hand. "I'm sorry, my name is Rose and I'm Damone's cousin on his father's side."

"Hi Rose, it's nice to meet you…I'm Bonnie." She said, politely.

Rose laughed again. "Oh sweetie, I know who you are…everybody does."

Bonnie nodded her head. She figured that by the way everyone was staring at her.

"Now that the introductions are over, tell me, what did Antonia say when she found out her prodigal son was married?"

What the fuck was wrong with this woman? What was her problem?

Rose saw the look on Bonnie's face and tried to rein herself in. "I'm sorry, I most seem like the rudest person." She said, taking a sip from her drink. Rose looked at Bonnie intently. "It's just that after the whole Elena thing I was curious to know Antonia's reaction, that's all, I didn't mean any harm." She apologized.

Bonnie's heart started to pound. "Elena?"

Rose nodded her head, taking another swallow from her drink. "Yeah, Benito and Antonia hated her, and when Damon refused to give her up they disowned him, but of course you already knew about that." She said, eyeing Bonnie.

Bonnie didn't comment.

Rose continued. "But, I thought when Elena died in that car accident that Damone would be brought back into the family, but for some reason that didn't happen."

Rose finished her drink. "Well anyway honey, you've married yourself into one hell of a family, good luck...you're going to need it."