Free Capello Brothers 3 Train My Heart by J'aimee Brooker Page A

old home had been so
powerful he was still finding it difficult to shake some of them.
The feelings of worthlessness he'd had as a boy had returned yet
his father's dismissive attitude toward him had actually countered
out some of these feelings. The trip had proved one thing: his
father had never cared about them and it was likely he never would.
It was that realization that actually freed Luca from feeling any
connection to his father. Talking to his nonno had confirmed that
Luca would need to work on his temper from time to time but overall
he could honestly say he was in no way like his father.
     
     
     
    "What about
here?" Luca asked as they turned down the umpteenth sidestreet and
stumbled onto the beautiful bright red door of the Opera Relais
hotel. The taxi driver had suggested they check out Verona's famed
Piazza Bra area; a hub for shopping, sightseeing, and local
cuisine. So far, it was living up to it's reputation; the piazza
was immaculate with the imposing Verona Arena offering the perfect
reminder of why the city was known for its romance and culture.
    "It looks
expensive Luca" Imogen replied.
    "Then it's
decided" he smiled, buzzing reception before sliding Imogen through
the door and upstairs to the front desk.
    "Benvenuto
signore and signora"
    "Ciao; a room
for two please" Luca asked.
    "Aah signore
certainly, I have but one room remaining, our signature Giuliette e
Romeo room. Follow me, please" she asked, picking up room keys and
motioning them toward the sleek white hallway, "all of our rooms
are named and designed according to famous operas—will you be
seeing a show while you're here?"
    "We're not sure
yet" Luca replied politely, before thanking her and acquiring the
room keys.
    Imogen
collapsed on the bed as soon as the door was closed, "Oh, Luca, I
am so tired!" she breathed, "I need a shower, food and sleep".
    "Is that all?"
he questioned playfully, dropping down onto the bed beside her and
pulling her on top of him.
    "Hmm… no,
that's not all" she smiled.
    "What else do
you need then Im?" he asked, leaning up to capture her lips.
    "Just this" she
murmured, sinking deeper into his kiss. "But you promised we'd
talk; I've been worried about you".
    "I know, but it
can wait"
    "No, Luca, it
can't" she spoke, rising away from his kiss and sitting upright on
top of him. "So, talk to me Luca Capello or nothing else will
happen" she commanded playfully, adjusting her position and
purposely grinding against Luca's straining cock in the
process.
    "You drive a
hard deal, Im" he said before lifting her off him and sitting to
face her properly. "I am ok, honestly. I wasn't the night I called
you and I'm sorry I worried you, but I had a couple of days with my
grandparents after I leaving my father's house and I've had time to
think…" he trailed off. "My father, he made it extremely clear that
he never wanted any of us in his life. He kicked me out, told me I
was no longer his son. He wants nothing further to do with any of
us".
    "Oh, Luca" she
whispered sweetly, smoothing her soft hand across his cheek, "I'm
sorry this has happened".
    Luca took her
hand in his and kissed her palm, "It's ok, Im, really. Being back
at the house brought back lots of memories, I started remembering
how bad it had been, how brutal he'd been, how he'd picked on us
when we were defenseless and looking to him for protection. He is a
miserable bastard; we are all better without him".
    "Luca…" she
whispered, tears welling in her eyes.
    "Im, I realized
that there is no part of him in me. I may be his son by blood, but
not by nature. You were right, I'm not like him. Ma, Roman and Dom;
they raised me and they did a bloody fine job of it and now I have
you to complete the picture" he winked at her.
    "My nonno, I
told him about McNaught and explained that was why I needed to
visit my father; he lectured me about managing my temper better"
Luca smiled, rolling his eyes for effect, "but he also reassured me
that what I did was normal: you