๐‚๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐›๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ & ๐…๐š๐ง๐...

By BrooklynMHM

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**๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‘๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ**
๐๐จ ๐‡๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐„๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ - ๐Œ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง ๐…๐จ๐ฑ
๐‚๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ- ๐€๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ง๐š ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐ž
๐†๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐‹๐ฎ๐œ๐ค- ๐‚๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐š ๐‚๐š๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ
๐ˆ ๐Š๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ˆ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐š๐œ๐ค ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ง- ๐Œ๐š๐๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐๐ž๐ž๐ซ
๐๐š๐ซ๐œ๐จ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž- ๐’๐จ๐Ÿ๐ข๐š ๐‚๐š๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง
๐‡๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ˆ๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ - ๐‹๐š๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐‰๐š๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ข
๐’๐ฉ๐ž๐ž๐œ๐ก๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ- ๐Š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž ๐‰๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ซ
๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐Œ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ- ๐Š๐ž๐ง๐๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐‰๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ซ
๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ- ๐Š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž ๐‰๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ซ
๐“๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก ๐ƒ๐จ ๐”๐ฌ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ- ๐†๐ข๐ ๐ข ๐‡๐š๐๐ข๐
๐…๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ˆ๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐จ๐ฌ- ๐’๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐š ๐†๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ณ
๐Œ๐ฒ ๐–๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ž ๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐- ๐Œ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐€๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž- ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž ๐„๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก
๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐–๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ- ๐‚๐ก๐ฅรถ๐ž ๐๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ
๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐–๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐”๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐€ ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ- ๐Š๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐…๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ญ๐ก
๐“๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ž๐ซ ๐‡๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐–๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ- ๐Œ๐š๐๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ๐œ๐ก
๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐…๐ข๐ง๐ ๐€ ๐†๐จ๐จ๐ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ - ๐’๐ก๐š๐ฒ ๐Œ๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐€๐ง๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐๐ž- ๐•๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š ๐Œ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐š๐ง
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๐‰๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฒ ๐“๐จ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ž๐ฅ๐ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ- ๐Œ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง ๐…๐จ๐ฑ
๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐Œ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ญ- ๐€๐ง๐ฒ๐š ๐“๐š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ-๐‰๐จ๐ฒ
๐’๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐“๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ก- ๐Š๐ž๐ก๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ข
๐ˆ๐ง ๐Œ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐–๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐š๐ง ๐Ž๐ง๐ž- ๐€๐ฅ๐ž๐ฑ ๐Œ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐š๐ง
๐๐ฒ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐’๐ข๐๐ž- ๐‡๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ข๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐
๐”๐ง๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ- ๐Œ๐š๐๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐๐ž๐ž๐ซ๐ŸŽƒ
๐’๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐€๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž- ๐…๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ŸŽƒ
๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฅ- ๐€๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ง๐š ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐ž ๐ŸŽƒ
๐’๐ฆ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ค๐ฒ- ๐’๐จ๐ฉ๐ก๐ข๐š ๐’๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ŸŽƒ
๐“๐ก๐ž ๐€๐ซ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ- ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐‹๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ๐Ÿฆƒ
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๐”๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐‚๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ- ๐’๐จ๐Ÿ๐ข๐š ๐‚๐š๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ŸŽ„
๐‹๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐…๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ, ๐‹๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ- ๐•๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐š ๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ญ
๐‘จ ๐‘ณ๐’Š๐’‡๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’† ๐‘พ๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’€๐’๐’–- ๐‘น๐’๐’”๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’† ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’†
๐‘ณ๐’๐’”๐’• ๐‘ฐ๐’ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ท๐’‚๐’”๐’•- ๐‘ฝ๐’†๐’“๐’๐’๐’Š๐’„๐’‚ ๐‘ณ๐’๐’…๐’ˆ๐’†
๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ- ๐„๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ก ๐Ž๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง
๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐€ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐–๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Œ๐ž ๐”๐ฉ- ๐Š๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ž ๐Œ๐ž๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ
๐‘๐จ๐š๐ ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ- ๐•๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š ๐‡๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ ๐Ÿ’€
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**DISCLAIMER- This imagine uses Italian pretty heavily. I'm not fluent in Italian and had to rely solely on Google Translate. So if it's not accurate I apologize!!**

**Y/N's POV**

"Sai cosa ci si aspetta da te. Ti abbiamo addestrato per questo per tutta la vita. L'impero che tuo bisnonno ha costruito con il suo sangue, sudore e lacrime è ora nelle tue mani T/N. Non deludere me e la famiglia ora. Credo in te amore mio. Attento a tua madre e ai tuoi fratelli per me Sarò con te ogni volta che avrai bisogno di me. Ti amo e non dimenticarlo mai dì a tua madre e ai tuoi fratelli quanto io ama anche loro."

("You know what's expected of you. We've been training you for this your entire life. The empire your great grandfather built with his blood, sweat, and tears is now in your hands Y/N. Don't disappoint me and the family now. I believe in you my love. Watch out for your mom and your siblings. I'll be with you whenever you need me. I love you and don't you ever forget it tell your mom and siblings how much I love them too.")

My dad said as I held his head in my lap. Tears filled my eyes as I saw the red spots on his shirt grow larger and larger. The metallic scent filling my nostrils made my stomach nauseous. I bit my bottom lip harshly doing my best to keep the sob that was threatening to fall from my lips at bay.

I needed to remain strong but watching the light diminish from the one person I looked up to more than anyone else in the world's eyes felt like a thousand knives were being sent through my entire body.

"Ti prometto papà che ti renderà orgoglioso. Non devi preoccuparti della mamma o dei bambini, mi prenderò cura di loro. Ti prometto che la tua eredità continuerà. Prometto che farò questi stronzi soffrono in un modo o nell'altro. Sei sempre stato il mio papà eroe e non posso ringraziarti abbastanza per la vita che mi hai dato. Ti amo papà."

("I promise you dad I'm going to make you proud. You don't have to worry about mom or the kids. I'll take care of them. I promise your legacy will continue. I promise that I'm going to make these fuckers suffer one way or another. You've always been my hero dad and I can't thank you enough for the life you've given me. I love you, dad.")

I said as I brushed back the hair on my dad's head. His hand grasped onto mine with the little strength he had he brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it.

That was the ultimate sign of respect in this kind of life we lived.

That's what broke open the floodgates I was doing my best to hold back on. When I felt his grip loosen completely the loudest most inhuman scream I've ever heard in my life pierced my ears. I didn't even realize it was coming from me.

This was the moment that would change me forever. I made a promise to my dad that I would find the family responsible for his death and I wouldn't stop until I did. If that's the last thing I would do I was going to make sure we'd get justice one way or another.

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**Time Skip 3 Years**

I was sitting on my balcony overlooking the ocean like I did every morning while I had my breakfast. Today was the anniversary of my father's death and it was always a somber day in my family. Being the one that held him while he took his last breath scarred me for life.

I'll never forget the look on my mother's face when I came home that night still covered in the blood of the man she loved. It was an image that was burned into my brain. The screams and sobs she let out haunted me in my dreams.

Some people said this is what we signed up for. But in my opinion that was the furthest from the truth, this was the life we were born into.

We were a mafia family all thanks to my great grandfather. He was born in Africo, Italy, or Africo Vecchio as it is now known. Was a small, poor village. His family survived by being sheep farmers.

But he grew tired of making next to nothing in the small village so he decided to take the few things he owned and made the journey to Sicily where the true roots of our family would come from. During prohibition, he was the biggest distributor of alcohol in Italy.

He began to grow his business from distributing alcohol to making and distributing heroin in and around Italy and eventually making its way to America.

After he got into the drug business he looked for his next venture and that was weapons distribution. Along with racketeering and getting paid to take out hits on politicians, law enforcement, and court officials. During that time he met my great grandmother and started their family having five children one of them being my Nonno Lorenzo who ended up taking over when my great grandfather died.

And it's been a thing ever since my dad took over when my Nonno got sick with cancer and when my dad took over he steered away from the drug business saying it wasn't something he wanted his hands in any longer.

We own a handful of huge successful casinos in Italy, Las Vegas, Dubai, and Monaco. We run various businesses from architecture to small restaurants. If you've walked around Sicily it's guaranteed you've walked into several of the businesses we own.

Growing up I thought having money was normal. That anyone could walk into a store and get the same item in every color the store had. Expensive foreign cars lined the driveway of the estate my dad bought for our family as a wedding present to my mom.

Housekeepers, butlers, gardeners, you name it we have it. But one thing my mom always has instilled in me and my siblings was just because we came from money not to let that get to our head. There were plenty of rich kids that acted like their shit don't stink and my mom refused to have kids that acted like that.

Being the oldest of my four siblings I had to be their example. I didn't leave shit around the house just because I knew someone would come behind me and clean it up. They were human beings too and didn't deserve to be treated any less than how I'd expect to be treated.

I always left my room clean even if it had Gabriella, our head housekeeper yelling at me that I never left any work for them to do.

I took school seriously and made sure to get good grades graduating with honors. Then there was my little sister Valentina who is twenty-four and two years younger than I am. Followed by the biggest surprise our family ever had the triplets Ariana, Carmine, and Giovanni who were born only five months after our dad was killed. And are now a few months shy of turning three years old.

The last few months of my mom's pregnancy were tough and rightfully so. She lost the love of her life and was pregnant with kids they had been secretly trying for years.

Some waves were made when I took over when my dad died. It was unheard of that a female would take over a crime family but I was the oldest child of Leandro Y/LN and I was damned if anyone else would step into the place that was rightfully mine aside from the gender I was born with.

The friends that worked with me would joke around and say since I was born with a dick no one should cry about the position I had.

"I thought I'd find you out here Cielo (sky)" my mom said knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry mamma, were you calling me?" I said as I put my fork down on my plate. "Yeah, but you looked like you were heavily in thought" she replied. "I was just thinking of papà," I replied.

The look on her face broke my heart "I know I've been doing that for hours now. I couldn't sleep at all last night. You'd think it's been three years now I'd be used to sleeping alone but there are moments when I find myself waiting up in the middle of the night to see if he'll slip into bed as he used to when he worked late. But then I have to remind myself that'll never happen again."

I got up from my seat quickly and wrapped my arms around her protectively as she began to sob. "He might not physically be here anymore but we all carry him in our hearts. Whenever you think of him he's there you know he's gonna be right there doing his best to comfort you even from the other side." I said as I kissed her head.

Seeing the strongest woman I've ever known cry was enough to bring me to my knees. If there was any way I could go back to the day my dad was killed I would have taken his place with no hesitation. It wasn't fair he wasn't able to meet the three youngest kids of his or to be able to kiss the love of his life one more time.

"I hate this life so much Y/N I don't want to lose you or your brothers and sisters to this life. We could leave and start new somewhere else." My mom said with desperation in her voice.

"Give me a few months to tie up loose ends mamma and then I promise you we'll get out of here we'll go wherever you want to go. I just need some time alright?"

My mom nodded frantically "alright Cielo a few months and not a moment more I don't want this life I never did I just wanted your papà and unfortunately, this is the life that came with him. It cost me the love of my life and I refuse to let it take my kids from me. You do what you need to do." My mom replied.

"You can start looking at houses wherever you think we should move. You know the price isn't an issue. I'll focus on tying up the loose ends and we'll leave this behind us. When you first came in here did you need something?" I said.

"I've had a place in mind for a while now but I didn't think you'd leave everything behind. But Valentina should be landing here soon I want you to pick her up from the airport please I don't want those stupid boys trying to flirt with your sister."

"I made a promise to dad that I'd take care of you and the kids. If leaving this life behind makes you happy then I'll do it. This wasn't what I wanted to do with my life. You knew I wanted to be an architect. We'll get the life we've always truly wanted soon I promise you that. And yes I'll go get her I saw the way Aldo looked at her the last time she came home. I'll get ready to leave now." I replied.

My mom kissed my cheek before heading out of my bedroom. I felt a new sense of excitement I haven't had in a long time. To leave this life behind was something I've wanted ever since I was a kid.

My dad was a great father but there were times the business would get in the way of him being able to spend quality time with me and Valentina. I had a few birthdays that were missed because he was so focused on making sure other crime families didn't invade his territory.

Watching him die in my arms should have been the nail in the coffin for wanting to continue with this life. But now I had my mom, Valentina, Ariana, Carmine, and Giovanni to worry about.

The triplets were about to be three years old. They didn't need to know a life of crime or a life of constantly needing to watch over your shoulder.

And as their older sister, I was gonna make sure that's the life they'd never have to live. It was going to end with me.

I refused to let Valentina know anything about the businesses I was running. In school, she was a straight-A student and she had dreams of being a doctor. So when she graduated with our mom's blessing she decided to attend St. George's University in England.

It was tough to see her leave but it helped me relax a little bit knowing she was far away from harm.

After I cleaned up my breakfast I set the tray on my desk in my room before I changed into some jeans and a hoodie since it was beginning to look like it was going to rain.

I liked to be able to dress casually any chance I could since the majority of the time I'd be wearing a suit or some dress pants and a dress shirt.

I grabbed my cell phone and the keys to my Rolls Royce Cullinan and exited my bedroom.

Even though our estate is big enough and does have a guest house I still lived in the main house with my mom and youngest siblings. I didn't want to be too far away from them god forbid we had a break-in on the estate.

And I knew my mom needed an extra pair of hands when she had three little ones who were in their terrible twos phase.

As I walked down the stairs I could hear the screams and laughs coming from the main living room where the triplets spent most of their time even though they had a huge playroom just for them.

"Cielo!!" Ariana screamed as she ran towards me and hugged my legs. I reached down and lifted her causing her to squeal with excitement as I spun around.

"Good morning Principessa (princess) did you sleep well?" I asked as I kissed her cheek.

"Uh-huh I sleep so good when mamma come in to wake me up I tell her nooooo but her said I gotta get up," Ariana said as she laid her head on my shoulder playing with the cornicello necklace my parents gifted to me the day I was baptized.

"Oh my goodness you wanted to sleep all day long?" I asked. And the little girl nodded "yeah I did. Mamma cry Cielo I no like her to cry."

Ariana had our mom's personality through and through. She was compassionate and loving even at such a young age. She was the middle triplet but took more of an older sister role with Carmine and Giovanni.

She made sure that they all got a snack. If one got a toy she made sure they all got a toy. Oftentimes we'd watch her cover the boys up with their blankets when it was their nap time since they all refused to go to their rooms for nap time. They all slept together in the living room.

"I don't like seeing mamma cry either, but today is a sad day for us. So while I go get Valentina how about you, Carmine, and Gio draw mamma some pretty pictures? And when I get back home with Sole (sun) we'll watch some movies and eat snacks. How does that sound?" I asked.

"Valentina coming home?!" Ariana squealed, making me laugh "yes Sole is coming home for a little bit and I gotta go get her." I replied as I felt both of my legs being tugged on.

I looked down seeing my two baby brothers looking at me. Carmine was like looking at a small spitting image of our dad. His personality was just like his too; he was a goofball but he had his moments where he was serious.

He was the firstborn of the three and it seemed like he knew what an important role he had to play with them. He was their protector and didn't let anyone outside of our close family get close to Ariana and Gio.

Mamma gave Carmine the nickname Orso (bear) and he lived up to the name.

And then there was Giovanni. He was the baby of them all and was our little fighter. He was so small he fit in the palm of my hand when he was born. There were times the doctors told my mom he probably wouldn't make it. But he never stopped fighting.

And we never stopped believing he'd pull through and he did. Mamma says Giovanni is my mini-me. His personality is just like mine. He loves his family but he also does well on his own. He loves to laugh and even at his age he's quite the artist.

He wants to be around me any chance he gets and even though I love all four of my siblings with everything in me. The connection I have with Gio is just a little different than the rest.

Mamma gave him the nickname Tesoro (treasure) because he is our gift.

I set Ariana down but not before giving her one final kiss and hugged each of my brothers giving them kisses and making them laugh.

I told them to draw mamma the prettiest pictures they could and I'd be back as soon as I could. Before letting my mom know I was leaving.

I got in my car and began to make my way down the very long driveway of our estate before I finally was able to begin the drive to the airport.

I loved driving alone. It often gave me time to think about life and what my next move would be with the business. But during this drive I thought about the future; it was something I never let myself think about if I was being honest.

Having the life I did was hard. I hadn't been in a serious relationship in almost three years because I lost myself after my dad was killed. My ex couldn't handle the shell of the person I once was and I couldn't blame her for that.

I always had to question a woman's motives when they showed interest in me. No one truly knew what I did for a living; they just thought I was a business owner and nothing more than that.

I didn't know if a woman wanted to be with me for who I was or what I could offer her. I didn't know if they saw the big house, the nice cars, the nice clothes and thought they'd do their best to get their hands on all of that. Or if they wanted me just for being Y/N.

Of course I one day wanted what my parents had. To be married and to have a family of my own but I was content with what I had right now.

I pulled up to the airport and got out of the car seeing that my sister's plane hadn't landed yet.

I waited around for about a half-hour when the jet finally touched down.

A few minutes later the door opened up and soon after that my little sister made her way down the small set of stairs.

"La regina è tornata" (the queen has returned) I said playfully as my sister walked towards me.

"Sai che odio quando mi chiami così piccola merda" (You know I hate it when you call me that you little shit) Valentina said as she hugged me.

I chuckled "how am I a little shit when I'm like a foot taller than you and I'm the oldest" I replied noticing another woman was walking out of the jet.

"Chi è quello?" (Who's that?) I asked.

"This is my best friend Dua. Dua this is my sister Y/N or you might hear us call her Cielo. I thought I'd bring her with me this time around since she's never been able to visit before but the timing worked out perfectly."

When I finally got to get a good look at my sister's friend I was almost lost for words on how beautiful she was.

"Nice to meet you Dua, it's nice to finally put a face to the name. Welcome to Sicily" I said as I shook her hand.

"I could say the same. I'm excited to meet the rest of the family. I feel like I know all of you by now. From what I've seen from the air this place looks beautiful. I can't wait to do a little exploring." Dua replied.

I grabbed the girl's bags and put them in the trunk of the car before I opened both of the women's doors letting them get settled in before closing them.

On our way back to my family's estate we talked about how Valentina was doing in school. She was excited that this was her final year before graduating and I honestly couldn't have been more proud of her.

I learned that Dua graduated a year prior and was now a pediatrician which was impressive. She was twenty-six as well and was born in England. Just from the short amount of time I've been around her, I was able to get a sense that she was a genuinely good person.

My sister was a good judge of character and if Dua was her best friend I knew she had to have been amazing.

I filled my sister in on what was going on here of course leaving out the talk of business since she didn't need to know about that.

When I pulled up to our house I heard Dua gasp from the back seat. "Holy shit this is gorgeous," the English woman said.

"Thank you it was a wedding present our dad gifted to our mom" I replied.

"Damn I'd love a wedding present like this one day," Dua said, making my sister and I laugh.

I parked my car and got out and opened their doors before grabbing their luggage.

Valentina led Dua up the stairs to the front door and opened it when I got inside my mom already had my sister embraced in a tight hug and because of the day tears were flowing between the two of them.

I heard the small patters of feet along the marble flooring and embraced the triplets picking the three of them up with ease. Since I've had to do it many times since the day they were born.

Gio told me they had drawn our mom pictures and they wanted to show her.

"And these three are my little bears Carmine, Ariana, and Giovanni," Valentina said to Dua trying to introduce our siblings to her.

"No no no I Orso. Ariana is Principessa and Giovanni is Tresoro" Carmine said glaring at Valentina.

"Carmine, don't you look at your sister like that. She knows who you are" our mom said, giving him that look like she wasn't happy with what he did.

Valentina introduced them each again to Dua and Dua waved to them all. I set them down so they could give hugs to Valentina. The way Dua was able to talk to each of them so quickly made me smile.

Now that my sister was back home it felt like things were as they should be. Of course, my dad always lingered in the back of my mind but I knew he was here with us.

**Time Skip 2 Weeks**

It's been two weeks since Valentina came back home with Dua and it's honestly been amazing.

Aside from making sure I'm spending as much time as possible with my family I've been working as much as I can to tie down the loose ends I needed to get us away from Italy and this life.

Financially I knew we'd be more than set for life but there were things I needed to make sure I had taken care of before I would even feel slightly comfortable with leaving things behind.

Dua and I had been spending some time together as well. It started with her coming outside on the third night she was here. When I was in the hot tub she thought no one would be out at that time of night but I usually sat in there for a while before going to sleep.

We talked about her career choice. She told me she loved kids and wanted to work with them. Her mom wanted her to be a teacher like her but Dua had bigger plans. She said once she had her mind set on something there was rarely ever going back on those plans.

She was easy to talk to, that was something I hadn't come across in a while and that was like a breath of fresh air for me.

I showed her around Sicily while Valentina spent some quality time with our mom one on one and I didn't mind that at all. And it seemed like Dua didn't mind it either.

I often found myself stealing glances at the English woman and I caught her a few times doing the same to me.

My mom seemed to love Dua and that was rare. My mom was usually this super guarded woman ever since she lost my dad. But she taught Dua how to cook some of our family's favorite recipes and the kids loved Dua as well. Carmine was smitten with the woman which made me laugh. Not even three years old and he'd blush when she talked to him.

On a few occasions, some of the guys that worked for me stopped by the estate and during each of those visits, Aldo made a point to make some inappropriate comments about what he would do to Dua if he had the chance.

"I mean if she gave me a chance I'd have her bouncing up and down on my dick within seconds. I bet she has a tight ass pussy too." Aldo said as we sat around the pool after having a meeting.

Hearing him talk like that about her enraged me.

I slowly got out of my seat and walked towards him, gaining his attention. "Che succede capo?" (What's up boss?)

I rolled up my sleeves on my dress shirt and clenched my jaw as I looked at him. Without warning, I swung at his face connecting each time.

"Sono stufo e stanco di sentirti parlare delle donne come se fossero una specie di oggetto per te! Quando ti conficcherà nella tua testa di culo che le donne ti trovano inquietante? L'ho sentita dirti di lasciarla in pace prima e non smetterai! Sei un maiale e non hai più posto qui!" (I'm sick and tired of hearing you talk about women like they're some kind of object to you! When is it going to stick in your thick ass head that women find you creepy? I heard her tell you to leave her alone earlier and you wouldn't stop! You're a pig and you have no place here anymore!)

By the time I was done swinging on him his face was bloody and the five other guys that worked for me and just stood by while I was doing it.

They felt the same way I did and if it weren't for them bringing it to my attention that he had touched a young woman at one of the restaurants I own he would have done it again.

That's one thing we don't tolerate and even if he had been working for my family since I was a kid.

When I felt like he had enough I wiped my hands on his shirt.

"Sai cosa fare con questo figlio di puttana." (You know what to do with this son of a bitch) I said to Luca who was my underboss. He nodded and approached Aldo before I turned and walked away.

**Dua's POV- 1 Week Later**

"So you've been spending a lot of time with my sister lately, what's going on there?" Valentina asked, making me blush at the thought of Y/N.

"If you don't want me to spend time with her in that way anymore I'll stop the last thing I want to do is to fuck up our friendship. But the last thing I expected when I decided to join you was to connect with someone in the way I've been able to connect to Y/N." I said honestly.

"If you like my sister there's nothing wrong with that, you deserve to be happy after everything that happened between you and Anwar. And if anyone deserves some happiness in their life right now that's Y/N. She's been through a lot. She was the one who held my dad when he died, she was there when my mom gave birth to the triplets.

And she was the one that got up with them during the night. She paid for my college tuition in full without thinking twice when I told her I wanted to be a doctor. She pays all my bills every month just so I can focus solely on school. She was dealt some shitty cards but she genuinely is the most incredible person I know." Valentina said, talking about her older sister.

"I can't explain it. I've never connected to someone so easily and so quickly. But with her, it's like I don't even want to question it because I feel like this was meant to happen this way. I feel like this all happened for a reason" I said as I looked down at my hands.

"If you're looking for a blessing to keep talking to my sister and to see where all of this is going I give it to you. I know you'd treat her right just like she would treat you right. But I'm telling you if you break her heart I'm gonna have to kill you." Valentina said with a playful glare at the end. Even though she was just joking I knew she really would hurt me if I hurt her sister. But that was never in my plans.

I felt like I could open up to Y/N about my upbringing. I didn't have the best relationship with my parents for several reasons. And because I didn't agree with their views they shipped me off to boarding school which was honestly better than being in a home I hated.

Even now as an adult I still didn't have the best relationship with my parents which is one of the reasons I decided to join Valentina here instead of going back home to my parents for vacation. I have two younger siblings, my sister Rina and my brother Gjin we're as close as we can be with the distance between us. They know they can call me day or night and I'm there for them.

I felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders when Valentina gave me her blessing to see if anything could happen with me and Y/N. We were currently getting our nails done after Y/N gave Valentina money for us to get out of the house and do something fun while she had a meeting.

Y/N asked me out to dinner this morning before she left and I graciously accepted the offer. The way she kissed my cheek before she left filled me with butterflies. I still felt the lingering touch of her lips on my cheek and I loved it.

"Your nails turned out great and did you know that was my sister's favorite color or that was just a coincidence?" Valentina said as she held my hand looking at my nails I flushed with embarrassment "we might have talked about our favorite colors before but this was just a coincidence" I replied.

"Mhmm, I believe you. But let's get out of here. We have an appointment to look at some dresses and we don't want to be late" Valentina said as she paid for our nails. I didn't even question the appointment because I've come to learn quickly Y/N loves to take care of her family. Giving Valentina wads of money like it was nothing seemed to make Y/N happy.

We got to this cute boutique where we were greeted by three women who knew who Valentina was. They gave us some champagne and showed us racks of beautiful dresses. "Y/N said to take as many as you want," one of the women said to me as she showed me a few dresses.

No one has ever treated me so well and we weren't even dating. Hell, tonight was our very first date and she was already spoiling me.

I found several dresses I loved and of course, Valentina made me take all of them along with shoes to match each of them. After we packaged up all the dresses and shoes we made our way back to the Y/LN estate. I still wasn't used to how beautiful the grounds were. They had horses in one big area, a gorgeous pool, there was a vineyard on the estate, and a huge boathouse where they kept their yacht that we had been out on a few days earlier with the entire family.

There was a tennis and basketball court, and a putting green. And there was another huge guest house where Y/N said she would be living in but ever since losing her father she didn't want to be that far from her mom and younger siblings. And I didn't blame her for that after being here as long as I have. It was easy to see the triplets had a special connection to their older sister. She was so patient and gentle with them which warmed my heart seeing as I loved kids and made a career out of it.

When we got to the house there were a few men Y/N worked with waiting outside the gates. I had a slight clue as to what Y/N did for a living but it was none of my business as long as she was safe that's all I cared about.

We went up to the guest room I had been staying in and laid out all the dresses on the bed. After a few minutes of thinking I picked out the dress, I liked the most and Valentina put the others back in their bags while I showered.

Once I was finished with my usual routine I got out of the shower and brushed my teeth and washed and moisturized my face. I put on some lotion and deodorant before I started on my makeup. I was going to leave my hair straight so I didn't have to worry about doing anything fancy with it.

When I was finished with my makeup I checked the time seeing I had about twenty-five minutes left before Y/N said we'd be leaving for dinner.

I put on my dress and shoes and sprayed myself with my favorite perfume before taking one last look in the mirror. I wasn't one to hype myself up but I had to admit I looked damn good.

Just as I was done adding my things to a small purse there was a knock on my door. I opened it to reveal Y/N who looked so good in her outfit.

"Holy shit you look incredible,'' the Italian woman said, making me smile. "Thank you, you don't look so bad yourself I love the way that fits you" I replied honestly. Y/N smiled widely "I'm just trying to keep up with you gorgeous. Are you ready to get out of here?" I nodded and reached for her hand.

I loved the way she instantly threaded her hands with mine as we walked down the stairs. "Cielo, wait!" Ariana yelled, making us stop in our tracks.

"You leaving?" The toddler asked. "Yeah Principessa, I'm taking Dua on a date," Y/N said as she got down to Ariana's height. "You look like a Principessa Dua," Ariana said as she looked at me.

"Thank you angel you look beautiful too," I said as she wore cute little silk pajamas. "We gotta go Principessa but if you're a good girl for mamma and Sole tomorrow we can saddle up Rain and take her out for a ride how does that sound?" Y/N asked the little girl and she nodded eagerly.

"Buona notte piccola, ti amo. Vai con la mamma." (Good night baby, I love you. Go with mom) Y/N said as she kissed Ariana's cheek. "Anch'io ti amo" (Love you too) the little girl said before running off to the living room.

Y/N looked at me and smiled before taking my hand within hers once again leading us out to her awaiting car, a McLaren 600LT. She opened my door and let me get settled before closing it and walking to the driver's seat.

She turned on the car and let the engine roar to life. The car filled with the fragrance of her cologne which smelled amazing.

We made our way towards our destination talking about various subjects as music played quietly in the background.

I thanked her over and over again for everything she did for me today and she told me to quit thanking her because she would have done it a thousand times over.

While we drove I felt bold and grabbed her hand and set it in my lap. Everything was perfect at this very moment. The nerves I thought I'd be feeling went completely out of the window. And I was feeling so comfortable with the Italian woman.

We pulled up to a beautiful restaurant where a valet attendant opened my door for me and helped me out of the car. Y/N spoke to the young man in Italian before patting his back and walking over to me where she took my hand within hers and led us inside.

As soon as the hostess laid eyes on Y/N she bowed her head and greeted us. Y/N smiled at her and greeted her back before she walked us through the restaurant to a more private area.

She pulled my chair out and scooted me in before taking the seat across from me. "I can tell you that everything on the menu is delicious. Anything you want order it I don't want you looking at the prices of anything either" Y/N said as she set down a napkin on her lap.

"You sounded so confident when you said that. I take it you come here often don't you?" I said. "I guess you could say that but I own this restaurant. I worked alongside the executive chef and handpicked the menu" she replied.

"I'm impressed. Just how many businesses do you and your family own? You don't have to answer that if you aren't comfortable."

"I want us to be able to talk about things like this so it doesn't bother me. Right now I'd say we're in the ballpark of owning thirty businesses. They range from our huge businesses like casinos to smaller businesses like coffee shops. We own a soccer team in England and have an ownership interest in three American sports teams." Y/N replied, shocking me with how many things they owned.

"Wow, that's amazing. Was it something that's been passed down or was it something your dad did?"

"My great grandfather started us off buying small businesses here and there. Then when he passed in his will each of his kids got certain businesses.

My Nonno bought more when he took over on things and when he passed he left them to my dad and his sisters but my aunts had no interest in running them so my dad bought them back so my aunts just got their money.

My dad was the one who acquired the soccer team and interest in one team. And when my dad passed I bought the interest in the last one. I've added the smaller businesses just so the local teenagers can get work experience somewhere and make more than minimum wage."

When Y/N talked about her family and all they've been able to accomplish it never came across as her bragging or anything of the sort. But just a big sense of pride in what she's been able to accomplish since taking over the family business. It was impressive and I was proud of her for taking so much on at such a young age.

She helped me with ordering my dinner since I couldn't decide on one thing. She ended up having the executive chef put together a small portion of everything that I wanted to try. And she was right. I don't think I've ever eaten at a place that had more delicious food. The wine she paired with everything was perfect.

She wanted to know more about me and my upbringing and I was honest with her about not being huge fans of my parents. When she heard that they shipped me off to boarding school she was visibly upset. Saying how could parents do that to their kids. It wasn't a shocker when I found out they had done the same to my younger siblings and I wish I was able to bring both of them with me.

Even though conversations with my parents were scarce I always told them if they didn't want to be bothered with my siblings to sign them over to me and I'd take care of them. Each time it started a fight but I didn't care if that's how they were going to treat their kids they never should have had us. And that's exactly how I felt about the situation.

We laughed and joked around which was refreshing. I loved hearing her laugh. I felt like for so long she needed to be serious but when she let her hair down she was a jokester and that was one of my favorite things about her.

She excused herself before she went to the restroom telling me to look over the dessert menu before kissing my cheek.

The dynamic between us tonight changed and even with the amount of time we've spent together I could honestly say I loved it. I was a firm believer in never questioning things; it was almost as if fate just worked out for us. I never thought coming here with my best friend I could potentially be leaving back home with a girlfriend.

I don't know if that's what was going to happen but something within me said it would. And I hope I wasn't wrong about that.

"I'm sorry but I just had to come over here and tell you how incredible you look in that dress," a rough manly voice said as I felt a hand trace along my shoulder. My head snapped in the direction of the voice to see a man standing there with a smug look on his face.

"Please get your hands off me now" I stated firmly not leaving any room for discussion. "Come on, Bellissima (beautiful) I'm just complimenting you on how you look, no need to get feisty but I like that in a woman. You've had my eye all night." He said as he ran his finger down my arm making me feel disgusted.

"I don't need nor do I want your compliment I want you to get your fucking hands off of me. If you were watching me all night like a fucking creep you would see I'm here with my girlfriend who won't hesitate to fuck you up when she gets back." I said with gritted teeth.

"I don't give a fuck who she is" the man began to say before he flew forward onto the floor.

"Ti ha detto di tenere per te quelle fottute mani sporche e tu non hai ascoltato. Il tuo primo errore è venire qui sapendo che non sei il benvenuto qui. Il tuo secondo e più grande errore è stato mettere le mani sulla mia ragazza. E per questo, puoi incontrare il tuo creatore." (She told you to keep those fucking dirty hands to yourself and you didn't listen. Your first mistake is coming here knowing that you are not welcome here. Your second and biggest mistake was getting your hands on my girlfriend. And for that, you can meet your creator.)

Y/N seethed before she pulled a gun out of her jacket and without thinking twice shot him right between the eyes. At the sound of a gunshot, several men rushed into the room and yelled in Italian. To which Y/N yelled back at them pointing at the man who was dead.

I knew I should have been scared shitless at what had just occurred but I wasn't. I hated myself for admitting that I was a little turned on as I watched Y/N take off her suit jacket and loosen up her tie.

Y/N's jaw clenched uncontrollably before she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. She walked over to me slowly and got on both her knees.

She looked like she was so afraid to even touch me. "Dua I-I'm so sorry you had to see that. Or that I even did that in front of you. But when I came in here and I heard you tell him to take his hands off you I lost it. He shouldn't have even stepped foot here he knew that."

I cupped Y/N's face with my hands and shook my head "you don't have to apologize for anything. He knew what he was doing and if that's the way you needed to handle things then I know it was for a reason." I meant every word I said.

She opened her mouth to say something but I couldn't help but crash my lips against hers. The way they glided against mine was enough to make my knees weak. My tongue swiped across her bottom lip and she granted me access.

As our tongues began to sensually dance with one another's I could taste the wine on her tongue bringing me another sense of pleasure.

I couldn't help but moan into the kiss when Y/N captured my bottom lip with her teeth lightly biting it.

We pulled apart both of our lips swollen and red. "Can we go back to the house?" I asked as I played with her baby hairs on the back of her neck.

"Anything you want baby" Y/N replied.

She put her suit jacket on me and stepped to my side shielding me from the man's body still lying in a puddle of blood on the floor.

"Clean this shit up," Y/N said in a demanding tone to the men who had their backs turned to us. They all replied with a "yes boss" before they walked towards the dead man.

No one else in the restaurant looked in our direction and for some reason it made me feel powerful. Like they were scared of us and I loved it.

"Mi dispiace per il putiferio a tutti. Stasera cena e bevande saranno in casa. Ordina quello che vuoi. Facciamo un giro di drink in fretta, per favore." (I'm sorry for all the ruckus. Dinner and drinks will be on the house tonight. Order what you want. Let's get rounds out now please.)

Y/N said to the entire restaurant before she led me outside.

Her car pulled up to the door and the valet jumped out of the driver's seat and ran to my side and opened the door for me and helped me in and closed my door before Y/N quickly sped away from the restaurant.

"I know I fucked up our date I'm so sorry," Y/N said in a somber tone. I grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.

"You didn't ruin anything. This was still the most amazing first date I've ever been on. I want you to hurry up and get us back to the house. Because there are some things I wanna do to you" I replied as I set her hand in between my legs moving her hand so it brushed against my pussy.

"Feel how wet you've made me?" I whispered in her ear before biting down slightly on her earlobe.

"Fuck" the Italian woman whispered as she felt my heat.

She stepped on the gas taking her car to its speed limits.

It seemed like we made it back to the estate in no time. As always there was a group of armed men at the security gate they opened it and Y/N raced down the driveway instead of pulling up to the main house she continued to the guest house.

She parked the car and quickly got out and opened my door. When I was out she lifted me making me squeal as she carried me up the stairs and unlocked the front door.

She turned on the lights and I took a quick glimpse around the house. Of course, it was just as beautifully decorated as the main house. But with more modern touches.

She carried me to the bedroom and sat me down on the plush California King-sized bed.

She looked down on me with a heaving chest. I reached up and began to unbutton her shirt. When I got it completely open she slowly took it off letting it fall in a pile behind her. She reached down and pulled her undershirt over her head.

I bit my bottom lip when her torso was in full view. She was well built, her abs flexing with each breath she took.

I reached out and undid her belt and unbuttoned her dress pants letting them pool around her ankles. She stepped out of her dress shoes and her pants letting them join the other clothes that were laying on the floor.

Her hardened member was on display right in front of my face hidden behind a pair of black briefs. I reached out again and let my hand glide across her member causing her to groan.

Feeling how hard she was sent a rush of heat to my already moistened pussy.

"You're so hard, baby," I said with a raspy voice. "It's all for you," Y/N replied.

I played with the hem of her briefs for a few moments before I pulled them down her thighs. Once her briefs were down far enough her member sprang up and slapped against her abs making my mouth water.

Her dick was beautiful there was no other way to put it. It was long and thick; her head was already oozing precum. She had two thick veins that ran the full length of her member.

I didn't even think twice when I leaned forward and took her head into my mouth moaning at the taste of her. I felt her body stiffen a little at my movement.

I ran my tongue across the vein that ran underneath her member making her hiss as I then took her completely into my mouth.

"Oh my fucking god baby" Y/N moaned out as I began to bob my head up and down. She grabbed my hair and held it in a makeshift ponytail.

I set the pace I was comfortable with seeing as she was huge. I knew I was gonna have a hard time taking her down my throat. But I'd be damned if I wouldn't have given it my best effort.

The moans that fell from her lips as I continued to suck on her thick long cock were enough to have me dripping on the bed.

I removed her from my mouth with a loud pop. Y/N leaned down and captured my lips in a searing kiss before she pulled me into her arms and set me down on the bed on my knees.

She unzipped my dress and helped me take it off all the way. She expertly undid my bra with one hand before she pulled it off and added it to the pile of clothes on the floor. She was able to snap off the thong I was wearing with ease.

She dropped to her knees and took one of my breasts in her mouth, flicking her tongue across my nipple and then sucking on it harshly making me moan.

She played with my other breast, getting my nipple hard with her fingers as she continued sucking on my other nipple and playing with it with her tongue.

After a few minutes of that, she switched breasts showing the other one the same love.

"You're so fucking beautiful" she whispered as she let my nipple go with a pop. I pulled her head up and kissed her with as much passion as I could muster up.

She kissed along my jawline and down my neck finding my sweet spot and sucking harshly.

She kissed down my body, flicking my nipples with her tongue one more time before she continued down to where I wanted her most.

She kissed along my legs and back up my thighs. I felt her blow against my already wet core making me gasp before I felt her lick a broad thick stripe up my core.

She took my clit into her mouth and I let out a loud moan as she flicked it quickly with her tongue. She was so fucking good at that. She sucked on my clit again and let it go with a pop.

"You taste so fucking good baby," she said before going back to eating me out like she was a woman starved.

She added a finger and began to fuck me with it "more baby I need more" I moaned and she immediately listened to my request adding another finger as she continued to fuck me at a fast pace.

I played with my nipples and let out a string of broken moans as she was doing magic tricks with her tongue. She was reaching places I never even knew you could touch within me.

"I feel you clenching baby let it go give it to me Dua," Y/N said as she picked up her pace taking my clit back into her mouth. A series of rapid tongue flicks brought me to my peak. I screamed as I let go and came hard.

"There you go baby you did so well, for me," the Italian woman said as she sucked on me one more time before crashing our lips together. I moaned when I tasted myself on her tongue.

She held me again before moving me up further onto the bed.

"Are you sure you want this? Because if we go all the way there's absolutely no way I could go back to just being a friend. If we do this I want everything with you. I know it's fucking crazy and the timing is even crazier but I know what I want. And I want you Dua all of you." Y/N said as she caressed my cheek.

"I want this, I want you too Y/N. I feel like any other time I'd be questioning everything but with you not once have I ever had second thoughts about anything. You make me feel wanted, I know that I'm safe with you. I need you." I replied honestly.

Y/N ducked down and kissed me once more and it's like I felt everything else she was trying to say as her tongue danced passionately with mine.

I felt her grab her dick and her head swiping through my folds a few times before she began to push into me. I took a deep breath at the feeling of her pushing her way in.

It was uncomfortable at first but feeling her stretch me out took me to new heights. She was so gentle kissing me and whispering sweet nothings in my ear before she finally bottomed out inside me.

She stood still for a few minutes letting me get used to her size. "You can start moving," I said looking into her eyes.

She slowly began pulling out and pushing back into me and soon enough when she knew I was comfortable began thrusting in and out of me. She grabbed my hand and set it beside my head as her hips rocked against mine.

The noises my pussy was making were unlike anything I've ever heard before. She picked up her pace and soon enough all you could hear was the wetness of my pussy, our moans, and skin slapping.

It was the most erotic thing I've ever heard in my life and I fucking loved it. She lifted my leg onto her shoulder and seeing that my heels were still on only added to the erotic scene.

"You feel so fucking, good baby. Like this pussy was made just for me fuck!" Y/N moaned as her pace picked up.

"You're stretching me out so fucking good daddy. That big dick is hitting me so good baby. This is your pussy it's all yours I'm all yours" I replied as I clawed at her back. My hands fell to her ass and pulled her harder into me.

"You're mine all fucking mine Dua. You're safe with me, I'd fucking kill for you do you understand that?" She said with the most sincere look in her eyes.

"As you're mine Y/N. I'll protect you, I'll have your back in whatever it is you need." I replied.

Y/N's hand fell to my clit and began rubbing it quickly. "I'm gonna fucking cum Y/N" I screamed as I pulled her harder into me. "Cum all over my dick baby," Y/N said as her pace quickened again.

Seconds later my jaw dropped and a loud moan ripped through me as my orgasm hit. I clenched hard around her cock making her groan.

"Fuck Dua I'm gonna fucking cum" Y/N moaned. "Fill me up baby cum inside me give me all you got," I said as I continued to clench around her.

Her hips began moving at almost inhuman speed and the bed began to creek harshly. The sounds only intensified in the room when finally Y/N let out a loud moan of her own and I felt her swell within me thick rope after rope of cum painted my walls.

She was breathing quickly as she laid down on top of me. Both of us were so fucking sweaty. I ran my hands up and down her back and kissed her head as she kissed my neck.

After today I knew things with us would never be the same. And I never wanted anything more than to be hers. And after today it was clear we no longer were just friends. She was mine and I was hers.

**Time Skip- 6 Months Y/N's POV**

As I stepped off my private jet my head was in such a blur. The things I've found out in the last forty-eight hours threw me for a complete loop.

Forty-eight hours ago I found out who I had been looking for since the day my dad was taken from this earth. There were so many things I was feeling. Relief, anger, confusion.

When my men said they found the piece of shit that left my dad dying in my arms I jumped on the jet and flew down to where he was hiding.

The drive to the warehouse where he was being kept felt like it took hours. I didn't know what I was going to do at this very moment and I knew I needed to have a clear head about what I was going to do next.

When the car pulled up to the warehouse I held my necklace in my hand and said a silent prayer hoping my dad and the other members of my family that had passed on would help me make the right decision.

The air in the warehouse was thick with anticipation. There were at least twelve of my men standing in a circle. When they saw me they parted, giving me my first glimpse of the person who caused me and my family so much anguish he was beaten and bruised just like I had ordered. I had never seen this man before. I didn't even know his name "there's someone else that you need to see boss" Luca said before he snapped his fingers. When I saw who Antonio brought out, my eyebrows furrowed.

"What the fuck is my girlfriend doing here?" I hissed seeing the scared look on Dua's face.

"She's his daughter," Luca replied, looking at Dua with disgust. "What?" I asked.

"That man is Dukagjin Lipa, also known as Dua's father head of The Bellecs he's the one that murdered your father," Luca replied.

Dua's father laughed "yeah I did I killed that fucking roach" I looked at him and began raining down hit after hit against him. I felt rage, unlike anything I had ever felt in my life. The fact that he dared to laugh about it is what enraged me even more.

"Why?! Why did you do that to him huh?!" I screamed in his face before I punched him again.

"He came in and took everything from me. He moved in what I was trying to do. He took that soccer team right from under my nose. But the worst thing he did to me was take the woman I was in love with. I did everything I could to make Natalia fall for me and she never looked at me twice. Leandro walked in and she was smitten with him from the very beginning. Then word got around that they were married and she was pregnant with his baby; he never deserved her!" Dukagjin said as tears filled his eyes.

"So then you show up twenty-three years later like a fucking pussy and you shoot him in the back?! You got married and had a family of your own! He didn't deserve that you motherfucker!" I seethed as I pulled a knife out of my pocket and stabbed him.

"He died in my fucking arms because of you! Because of you, my mom has to live the rest of her life without the love of her life. My siblings have to grow up without their dad. I have to live without my best friend because you were a jealous fucking bitch that couldn't get everything he wanted in life. My dad worked hard for everything he had. He didn't expect it to just be handed to him unlike you."

I heard a choked sob come from beside me. I looked to see Dua with tears streaming down her face. "Did you know he was the one who killed my dad?" I asked as tears welled up in my eyes. Dua shook her head frantically "no baby no I didn't I swear to God I didn't know it was him. If I knew it was I swear I would have told you. I know how much losing your dad affected you and your family and if I knew the truth I would have told you."

I wanted to believe her with everything in me but I didn't know what to believe. Did she know all along who my family was and decide to get close to Valentina and eventually to me?

"He's your father you would have told me knowing I would kill him?" I asked.

"You know I don't have a relationship with my parents. I never knew what they did for a living. When I started questioning them more, that's when they sent me to boarding school they didn't want me to know what they did. But if I knew the truth when I met you for the first time I would have told you he deserves whatever it is you decide to do to him." Dua replied, still sobbing.

"Why?" Is all I could manage to say. "Because he was a coward and killed your dad when he wasn't looking. He killed him over a woman who never showed any interest in him. He's married and has his own family and he still chose to kill him. He's a coward Y/N" Dua replied as she stepped close to me.

"I'm giving you an option regardless of what you choose. I'm gonna let you walk out of here unharmed." I said to Dua "me or your dad. If you choose him, go and pick his sorry ass up and walk out of here." I added before turning my back on her.

"You're gonna let her walk out of here with him?! He killed your dad!!" Luca yelled at me "Non osare, cazzo, interrogarmi! Ho detto quello che ho detto ora lei può scegliere." (Don't you fucking dare question me! I said what I said now she can choose.)

I felt Dua's manicured hand wrap around my wrist. "You, I choose you and I'll choose you every day. I can't even look at him, he's nothing to me. But you're my family now. We've started our own family" Dua said before she grabbed my hand and placed it against her stomach.

My heart began to race at her words. I licked my lips and furrowed my eyebrows "you're pregnant?" I whispered as I rubbed her stomach. She nodded and tears fell from her eyes "I was going to surprise you when you came down to visit" she replied.

Dua's father was yelling at her in Albanian saying things I didn't understand but I was sure he was enraged hearing that she chose me. "Do what needs to be done baby so we can move on with our lives. We have a little one we need to worry about now" Dua said before she kissed me.

"Close your eyes, I don't want you to see this," I said as I rubbed her stomach. I couldn't believe I had created a life with this woman.

I pulled out my gun, the first bullet piercing Dua's father between the eyes ending his life instantly. And then shot after shot rang out. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Luca screamed as the men surrounding us fell to the ground.

"Luca, avresti dovuto imparare che non mordi mai la mano che ti nutre. Per tutto questo tempo hai pensato che fossi stupido. Ma sapevo che l'assassino di mio padre non avrebbe mai saputo dove avrebbe potuto essere. A meno che qualcuno vicino a noi non abbia avvertito l'assassino. E nessun altro lo sapeva a parte te. Hai fatto entrare questi altri uomini e hai lasciato che mettessero le mani sulla madre di mio figlio. Questa è una condanna a morte da sola." (Luca, you should have learned that you never bite the hand that feeds you. All this time you thought I was stupid. But I knew my father's killer would never know where he would be. Unless someone close to us warned the killer. And no one else knew it but you. You brought these other men in and let them get their hands on the mother of my child. This is a death sentence by itself.)

I said menacingly before lifting the gun and shooting Luca between the eyes. He fell to the ground with a loud thud. I picked up Dua with ease and told her to keep her eyes closed before walking her outside and putting her into the awaiting car. When we got a safe distance away from the warehouse it went up in flames with a loud bang.

This was it. I was finally free of this life. It was time to focus on my newfound family and our future.

**Time Skip**

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Amadeo, happy birthday to you!" We all sang as my little boy sat in his highchair with his first birthday cake placed in front of him. "Blow out the candle baby," his mom said, showing him what to do. It took Amadeo a few tries before the candle finally went out.

Everyone cheered, making the little boy clap and smile. That's what I lived for seeing my son smile. Nothing in the world came close to it.

Life had been a whirlwind. Dua and I welcomed our son Amadeo Leandro Y/LN into the world last year just a few months after we said "I do" making Dua my wife has by far been one of the most amazing things I've done in my life.

Our family was now free of the life we had been tied to for the last few generations and I couldn't have been happier.

We moved to Denmark, a place my mom had been scoping out for years. We were able to buy a huge piece of land where I was able to build our dream homes. We loved knowing we weren't too far away from each other but were able to have our privacy.

Valentina decided to come along with us and transfer to the University of Copenhagen. She lives with our mom and I know they both love that. The triplets are another year older and love their little nephew and their new sister-in-law.

I haven't seen my mom smile as much as she has in the last year. She has a glow to her now that she hadn't had in such a long time. She adores Dua and is the most incredible Nonna to Amadeo.

Dua decided to take time off of work to focus on raising our son while I started an architecture company that's been very successful in its first few months of operation.

Life is so much easier now and I have everything I could have ever dreamed of knowing my family is safe and far away from danger is all I could have ever wanted.

I know my dad would be so proud of what we've been able to do. And that we were able to get away from that life. I knew deep down it's something he always wanted to do but never could.

Who would have thought love and vengeance would have made life so much sweeter. I know my dad is looking down on us from up above with the biggest smile on his face.

Everything I did was for my family and I would have done it a million times over if it meant I got to be right where I am now.

**A/N- Please don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT let me know what you thought about this one! I apologize it's taken me a little longer to update but work and life have just been really crazy and busy. I've worked out an update schedule for this book and my new fandom imagines book (if you haven't added that to your library please do!) So this book will be updated twice a month and the fandom imagines will be updated another two times a month. So next week it'll be the fandom imagines turn to be updated.

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