When a 15 year old girl gets stolen by her mother as a child she is forced to live with her abusive mom and stepdad.
She is told of an accident resulting in the deaths of her mum and stepdad and she has a completely different family somewhere else...
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As I sit in my office reading the paperwork sent from the Mexicans, I take a sip of the wine which is sitting next to me on the desk.
My personal phone begins to ring, which confuses me as no one ever calls on my personal phone other than my children and they are all in the same home and usually just stroll right in like they own the place.
However, I still pick up out of curiosity
"Hello, this is the London police station is this Marco Romano?" a woman asks professionally making me scrunch my eyes brows in confusion.
"Yes this is he." I reply in a monotone
Why is the London police calling me when I live in LA? I wonder bewildered.
I stand up going towards the window taking a sip from my fresh wine.
"Your daughter Liliana Romano is here in the station as your ex wife has just passed away in a car accident." She informs me with sympathy laced in her words.
At that moment, the wine glass that was currently in my hand slips and falls on the floor smashing into millions of pieces.
FUCK - My daughter, is this a joke? I wonder how she must be feeling. She is probably heartbroken, however I am so overjoyed by this news.
Although, I wanted to kill her myself. Suddenly, a thought popped up into my head, my voice spoke, anger and confusion laced my words.
"If this is a fucking joke I will personally find you and kill you." I roared now angry this won't be the first time we have been given false hope.
"No sir this isn't a joke and you can come pick her anytime you want or she will be going into an orphanage." She says professionally yet there was a slight shake in her tone.
I ask where my daughter is and tell them I will be with them by 5pm. It was 12am right now so I had to call my pilot and get the jet ready.
Saying goodbye to the lady, I called the pilot
"Get the jet ready now we are leaving immediately." I declare coldly trying to show no emotion although it was almost impossible right now.
My baby girl is coming home I think as tears finally start to brim in my eyes.
I quickly begin to dial Angelo's number with my shaky hands trying to compose myself slightly.
"Get all the boys down in the dining room now I have some news I need to share with you all." I say hurriedly wanting to see my boys reactions to such amazing news.
I know them boots won't be also even at this late hour.
All the boys have missed her a lot and I have been searching for a long time now.
Everyone changed after she was kidnapped.
Walking downstairs, I see Luca also descending the stairs with a groaning Matteo by his side.
