Amara Coleman is not your average seventeen-year-old girl. She gets abused by her own father and watches the death of her mother before her very eyes. She is a broken teenager, her body gets used and abused by random men for money, but it's not by h...
"Enzo, you had better get your demon child dressed, or I promise I will cut off your dick and feed it to you in a casserole!" I screamed at Enzo.
Our five-year-old daughter has just had a bath and before I could get her into her pyjama's, she ran from her bedroom, completely butt-naked and now she is running around the house. It is so difficult trying to chase after her when I'm currently 8 months pregnant.
"Calm down, Angelo. I'll get Sophia dressed and get her calmed down and ready for bed. Amaya is already in bed, asleep." My husband cooed, kissing my cheek before catching Sophia, mid-run and throwing her over his shoulder and making his way up the stairs to her bedroom.
I gave birth to Sophia and waited a year before we got married. Then I received the news that we were expecting our second child, a month after our honeymoon. Amaya, our beautiful second daughter is now three, and I'm currently eight months pregnant with our son.
We are still living with dad, my brothers and Gio. We'd spent so long apart and didn't want to leave home. Enzo was happy with my decision. And dad was over the moon. Dad has recently retired from the Mafia and handed the business down to Sandro, and Gio is his right-hand man.
Dad was so happy to finally be able to be just Grandpa and not capo. He still helps Sandro and Gio out when they need it, but other than that, he spends all of his time with his two crazy granddaughters.
I went upstairs and poked my head through the door and saw my youngest baby, sleeping peacefully with her favourite giraffe stuffed animal. Smiling at her, I slowly and quietly closed the door behind me and headed to our oldest daughter's bedroom.
As promised, Enzo had gotten her into her pyjamas, tucked up in bed and he was reading her a bedtime story.
I just stood in the doorway watching the love of my life read to our daughter, making silly voices and faces, causing small giggles from the little girl. I love my life, and my family more than anything.
Once Sophia had nodded off, Enzo quietly left the room, shutting the door behind him, before releasing a big breath.
He took my hand in his and led us to our bedroom. He helped me into my nightgown and laid me in the bed, before undressing himself and climbing in next to me, covering our bodies with the blankets.
"I love you, Angelo" he kissed me goodnight.
"I love you too, Enzo."
The End
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