"So who is this Sophia girl again?" Alicia asks. Music is playing in the background, she was studying at a coffee shop when Alessia decided to give her a call.

"Valentino's PR manager, but she is really young, about 25."

"And she was the one that told you that you were bad for his image?"

"Yeah, I was pregnant when I first met her and she basically said that people knowing about Esmeralda was going to be bad for his image."

"What a bitch."

"Well she isn't that bad, it's Valentino's PR officer, Blanca, that really makes my skin crawl."

"Why?"

"She took one look at me during the Grand Prix and sent Sophia to hide me for the rest of the weekend."

"What does Valentino say about this?"

"I don't think he knows."

"When are you gonna tell him?"

"I'm not, he crashed out on the twelfth lap of his first MotoGP race in South Africa, he's been really grumpy since we came home."

Alicia's laughter echoes through the phone.

"Don't laugh." Alessia sighed.

"What a dumbo!"

"I think he just needs the time off to recharge, he has really been giving me a hard time though."

"Alessia!"

"Speaking of the devil." Alessia sighs, hearing Valentino's distant shout coming from the bathroom.

"Call you later, bye."

"Bye."

By the time Alessia hung up the phone Valentino was already out of the bathroom, shivering under a towel.

"Did you use up all the hot water?"

Alessia bites her lip watching cold water drip from the ends of his curly hair. "Sorry"

"Sorry? I'm fucking freezing!"

"Don't curse around Esmeralda." She hiss.

"Sorry, but why didn't you leave me any hot water."

"I'm sorry Vale, I thought I'd freshen up before I leave, I didn't know you were gonna jump in right after."

"Leave? Where are you going." He said anxious.

"Work, I'll be back later tonight."

"What about Esmeralda?"

Alessia's eyes narrow, "Well, aren't you here?"

Valentino recognized the anger in her voice, "I didn't mean it like that, I meant, what are we gonna eat?"

Alessia shakes her head in disbelief, "Vale you've got two hands, use them."

Alessia was already in a foul mood by the time she got to work, although she had empathy for how Valentino was feeling post the race in South Africa, enough was enough.

"I'm going to need you to separate these needles for me, the supplier mixed all the sizes together." Alessia barely gets through the door before Fernado hands her the box of mixed needles. It would take her all morning.

"Done!" She sighed, having separated all of the needles into individual boxes.

"Great! Now I need you to dress the naked dolls in my finest suits."

Alessia wipes the sweat off her forehead, the shop got very hot in the afternoon sun.

"Why?"

"Because I have a special customer coming this evening."

"Who?"

Fernado adjusts his collar and a proud look takes over his usually dull expression. "Magalie Barretto and her husband."

"Who's she?"

As usual the tailor looked insulted by Alessia's lack of knowledge for the rich and famous. "If you must know, she's an upcoming Oprah singer and it would be a privilege to serve her."

"Oprah?" Alessia frowns. "What is this, the 16th century."

"Just get the dolls in order so you can leave."

Alessia gasps, "I was only kidding."

"I know." He smirks. "However I won't be needing any assistance when they arrive."

Alessia takes the long way home in order to recharge her batteries after the long day and in case Valentino decides he wants to have a row when she gets home.

She watched the sun go down over the Tuscan landscape, a scene painted by the hands of god.

Entering the courtyard to the house the usual drunken shouts are heard coming from the neighbours balconies. They really got to move out of there, Alessia thought. She could never allow Esmeralda to go outside and play in this area of the city, hence there weren't any playgrounds suited for children.

"Mama." Esmeralda is heard chanting.

Alessia's gaze travels to the balcony on the top floor of the building, her heart warms seeing the silhouette of Valentino and Esmeralda waving as she walks across the courtyard.

The numerous flights of stairs doesn't torure her as much knowing her family is awaiting her arrival.

"For you."

As soon as she steps through the door Alessia gets a buké of roses waved in her face.

"For me?"

Valentino nods and helps her out of her coat.

Her gaze falls onto the floor, Esmeralda is seen playing with the rose petals that trailed a path into the kitchen.

"Vale what is this?" Not only could she smell the delicious meal cooking on the stove, the house is also spottles, not a misplaced pillow on the couch.

"Vale you cleaned the house!"

He smiles and leads her towards the dining table. "I also fixed the shower, or Mr Borelli helped me fix it, I tried but made it worse."

Alessia chuckles.

"Anyway, it's fixed and now one of us can shower while the other one takes a bath so both don't miss out on the hot water."

The dinner was delicious, evening rounded off with the family watching disney movies until Esmeralda eventually fell asleep.

Valentino went to stop Alessia from putting Esmeralda to bed. "I'll do it." He said. Alessia watched him with big eyes as he disappeared with Esmeralda asleep in his arms.

"Why are you doing this?" she smiles, Valentino returns to their bedroom where Alessia is seated in front of the mirror.

"Why do I do what?" He said, helping her remove the necklace around her neck.

"You know what. This morning you were all, Alessia hot water this, Alessia what are we gonna eat?"

In the mirror Alessia watches Valentino bow his head in shame.

"I know and I'm sorry." He mumbles. "I've just been fired up since the race, didn't realise I was taking it all out on you, not until I saw the way you looked at me this morning."

Alessia turns in her chair. "How did I look at you?"

Valentino sighs and crotches down in front of her, his head now resting in her lap. "You looked at me like I wasn't who you thought I were."

Alessia begins stroking his curls, "Vale, I will never look at you any differently, no matter what you think."

"I know." He groans, burying his head in her lap. "I got a bit scared though."

"Hey." She lifts his chin and their eyes meet. "Why won't you show me how that shower works."

In the bathroom Valentino demonstrates how to use the new showerhead, which tap is for what temperature.

"....If you spin it like this the water will burn you, it's super hot."

"Mhm" Alessia pretends to find all of this very interesting.

"That's about it." He says and turns to walk out.

"Where are you going?" She said, her voice is seductive.

Valentino turns his head but points to the kitchen. "To finish the dishes."

Alessia raised her hands above her head. "First, can you help me out? It's been a long day, I'm just too tired."

Valentino's eyebrow raised with interest.

He goes to peel the shirt of her body, their eyes never breaking contact. "There." He whispers and tosses the shirt onto the floor. Alessia frowns when Valentino once again tries to walk out on her.

"Where are you going?" This time she pleaded.

Valentino turns around this time a smug look on his face.

She bites her lip "You forgot my bra."

His eyes unapologetically land on her chest. Slowly his fingers travel alongside her body, around her back. They stand close enough for him to peck her wet lips.

Thousands of goosebumps appear on Alessia's arms as Valentino slowly slides the lace down her naked arms. She moans when he moves to plant a soft kiss just beneath her collarbone, close enough for his chin to caress her exposed nipple. Immediately it stiffens.

Alessia suddenly gets taken out of her aroused state as Valentino tries to leave the bathroom, again.

"Where do you think you're going." This time she is quick to pull him back by his shirt.

Valentino licks his lips leaning in to kiss her. Their lips smack against one another and their tongues began to dance.

Alessia's back arches as water suddenly runs down her back, Valentino's arm has stretched to turn the shower on.

Ruthless she pulls him in with her, soaking her pants and all of his clothes.

The couple moves ecstatic, Valentino lifting Alessia up so he can pin her against the wall, from there he goes to remove her pants along with her panties.

Putting her down, she helps him remove his soaked shirt and starts unbuttoning his pants, hands moving fast.

When they both stand fully exposed, Valenitno moves to suck on the crease of her neck, he brings her arms above her head, dominantly pinning them against the wall and like during an arrest, he turns her around facing the wall.

Alessia's breath matches the excitement he is forcing upon her and when she feels his stiffness caress her wet back. With her ass swelling into peach position.

A hand goes to grab her throat from behind, pleasure comes with the pain.

"Vale" She moaned.

Post the erotic shower, the cople laid resting in the dark, chatting about anything and everything.

"Okay, except for what obviously happened during the race, did you at least enjoy yourself?"

Alessia laid listening to Valentino's heartbeat slowly ticking away, her head rising with every breath he took.

"Despite the crash, it was the best day of my life."

She doesn't have to look at him to know that he is smiling from ear to ear.

"What was the best part, riding a faster bike?"

Valentino inhales, making her head rise higher "To be honest, the best part was knowing that you were there, watching me race."

Alessia doesn't know how to respond. The depth of her sigh makes him shrug her body, "What's wrong?"

"I've been thinking..."

"Oh boy"

Alessia rises to her knees beside him. He throws his arms behind his neck ready for her to lay her vivid thoughts upon him.

"I don't think Esmeralda and I should come with you to the Grand Prix's anymore."

"Why not?"

The bed rocks as he goes to rest on his elbows. "Thought you had a great time?"

"We did, but I just think that maybe Esmeralda being around all of that media is not so good for her. As the season goes on you're bound to be known by all of Italy or all of the world even, Esmeralda being connected to that, to you, might rob her of her childhood, maybe even robbed for real, by people thinking we have money or something." Alessia finally Inhales. Valentino's silence indicates his thoughts. However Alessia has gone over the speech in her head many times, it was waterproof.

"I told you we'll move soon, no one is gonna rob her."

Alessia sighs, but has prepared for counter arguments. "People will still know her as Esmeralda Rossi, child of the famous Valentino Rossi."

"What's wrong with that?" Valentino frowns clearly insulted.

Alessia moves to caress his cheek, "Nothing baby, absolutely nothing at all, at least not when she's older, but for now, let's let her have a normal childhood like you and I had."

"You're right, I guess." He isn't happy but he comes around. Alessia leans in to kiss his forehead. "Thank you.".