𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 | ✓

Chapter Forty Eight

"And what exactly is it supposed to be?" Gianna asked with an uninterested look on her face.

"It's meant to be a flower. I picked it for you." Vincenzo smiled trying to put it in her hair.

She took it out and threw it on the floor. "You're so delicate, Vincenzo. You're a boy. You're meant to be cool and rough and mean. Not some crybaby." Gianna exclaimed.

"Just because I'm a boy doesn't mean I'm meant to be mean. I love you, Gianna." He grinned.

Cringing at the comment she sighs and rolls her eyes. "You're a bit strange, Vincenzo. How are you meant to take over Papa's business if you're this much of a baby?"

"Shut up, Gianna. Vincenzo is cooler than you'll ever be." Francesco hissed, still playing his gaming console.

"Vince! Francesco told me to shut up." She cried hugging the 9-year-old boy.

"You were mean to me first so I'm on Franceso's side. But Frankie, be nice to Gia." He told off.

"I'm trying to read and you guys are making a lot of noise." Izabella complained walking into the next room.

"Oh I'm sorry, I never knew you were doing something fun with your life." Francesco teased, grabbing her book.

"Well when you go hungry on the streets with not enough money to charge your gaming console, I won't be able to help you because I'll be a millionaire. Wait no, a trillionaire."

"That isn't a real number. To think your reading's helping you go somewhere." He scoffed, giving her back the book.

"It is too, you dummy. This is why you'll be cleaning my money as I'm making it." She sighed, taking a seat next to me.

Cries started to erupt causing Izabella, Francesco and Gianna to groan.

"Vincenzo, Francesco, Gianna, Izabella! Come help your mama deal with brother and sister." The mother ordered.

"Yes, mama." They all answered in unison.

They entered the next room to see the twins crying. "Shush, babies. Big bro is trying to win a game."

Gianna slapped him on the head and hugged one of the babies. "Angelo, don't mind him. He's just jealous because games are the only thing he'll ever win at." She snapped.

Vincenzo picked up Angela and smiled at her. "Come on, Angie. Sleep for your big brother." He cooed which caused Angela to stop crying and then after Angelo.

"You have a magic touch for babies, Vince." His mother smiled, taking both of the babies in her arms and laying them down for their nap.

"There's my loving family!" The voice of Vincezo's father boomed.

"Papa!" Gianna and Francesco squealed climbing on top of him. Izabella in her mother's arms walks towards him with Vincenzo next to them.

"I missed you." Their mothers whispered, kissing his cheek.

"Oooh." All four of the children sang causing the parents to giggle.

The door is being knocked causing them to look in the direction of it. "Vincenzo, go get mommy's handbag upstairs." The mom ordered him.

"Yes, Mama." He responded.

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So, Vince was an adorable little goody two shoes. It's a shame he changed.

WE REACHED 1K READERS ON MY BOOK! WE ACTUALLY REACHED ONE THOUSAND READERS ON MY BOOK AND 300 VOTES!!! You guys don't understand how much this means to me. Thank you so so so very much.

When writing this book I expected 5 reads per chapter but my first chapter has over 150 reads. Thank you.

QUESTION OF THE DAY: WHO DO YOU THINK VINCENZO'S FAVOURITE WOULD HAVE BEEN?