"Alessandro! You had better tell me what is going on! Explain!" Electra said as she opened the door to his bedroom.

She had given him enough time.

"Can we not discuss this tonight? Please Mama." he had whined when she tried speaking with him after dinner the day before.

Now, there was no escape for him. He would have no choice but to speak.

"Arghhh Mama. Not now." Alessandro murmured faintly. He thought he would be able to get through the morning by waking up early and going to work.

Apparently, his mother had read his mind. Barging in here in her nightgown and tousled hair, she hadn't even dressed...