“I wanted to meet with you because I wanted to talk to you about Art’s campaign and everyone’s role in it,” Nicola hesitated for a moment, “I don’t want you and Faith campaigning for him. It’ll bring too much attention to his campaign and his opposition is already on the attack about everything.”
“That’s completely fine by me,” Eli agreed, “I’m swamped at the shop now so I couldn’t campaign even if I wanted.”
“Well, your brothers are doing the best they can. You’re all so busy nowadays. Kieran with the child care and clothing line, Joey handling the businesses, Tony going into the wine business but it’s better to be busy than looking for trouble,” Nicola tightened her lips. “I wanted to talk to you about your marriage.”
Eli stiffened. To say things were rocky between he and Faith was a severe understatement. He thought about her actions and wondered if the shoe were on the other foot, she would’ve kicked him out again, taken him to court, and successfully get half of everything he owned. She would’ve written a best seller titled, ‘How to Get Even with Fuckboys’ with a forward by Evelyn Lozada and other Real Housewives and Love and Hip-Hop stars.
Eli was on the hot seat. If he stayed with Faith, he would be looked at a simp, a joke. If he divorced Faith, it would’ve been a costly court battle he didn’t want to pursue, despite slight nudges from his family. “There’s really nothing to talk about. This is my entire fault. If I hadn’t cheated on her, she wouldn’t have done any of those things.”
“Cut the shit, Eliodoro,” Nicola put the fear of God into her son, “yes, you cheated. But everything Faith did is a reaction to what you did. Did she have to date Darren? Did she have to sleep with him with no protection? Did she have to…?”
“I get it, Mother,” Eli didn’t want her to say the last and damning thing. “I understand what you’re saying. I’m saying if it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t have done any of it.”
“Eli, you stopped all communication with Simone when you ended the affair. If you kept communicating with her, do you honestly think Faith would’ve been okay with that?” Nicola asked. “Mio figlio, you need to start looking at Faith as someone who wants to be with you not because you’re the alleged father of her children but because you’re a D’Amato. Everything she has done since your affair points to that. Didn’t she tell you she was going to wipe your bank accounts? Again, Eli, if the shoe were on the other foot, you would be sitting in that spot, complaining about how she’s wiping you out every month in support.”
“So, what do you want me to do, Ma?” Eli begged. “What course of action can I take right now?”
Nicola circled her coffee cup with a finger before she took a sip of it. “Why are you asking me a question you know the answer to?”
Makes you wonder what Faith did for Nicola turn on her like that.
When you go up against the Queen, you better make sure you don’t miss.
…And War. November 2016.