LOGINThe only one who didn't buy her innocent eyes was me and part of dom who was the only one who could make her do something without any fuzz.. Alex? Lord save him... He is this devoted and overly possessive father who can't even see guards standing a step closer to her.. Spoiling her and babying her t
MIRABELLA’S POV Three nights later I thought I was hiding it well. I smiled when they cooed over Alessia, laughed when Uncle Ace pretended she’d already said "Ace" instead of just sneezing, passed her around like the proud mother I was. But every time someone reached for her instead of reac
I just shook my head and sat up on the bed.. Alex handed me our daughter who smiled and opened her arms to reach me.. I smiled while cradling her.. "What are you doing? " I asked and he smiled.. "Packing.. We're leaving in 2 hours.. " I couldn't help but smile.. This man not only arranged
6 MONTHS LATER MIRABELLA'S POV It's been six months since that day. Alessia, my lovely daughter is six months and keeping everyone on their toes already. She is the moon of the dark night that lights up everything.. Let's not forget to mention how she is the only baby girl in the house.. Not
He sighed. Closed his eyes for a moment. "I looked at Natasha, expecting an explanation. But nothing came. She acted like the child was mine like Alexander and Matteo. That enraged me. Truly did. So many years of marriage and two kids together and she couldn't even say that it was a mistake and s
The front door opened before Lorenzo even knocked. He stood on the threshold in a charcoal overcoat dusted with December snow, silver hair perfect, cane tapping once on the marble like he was announcing himself to the house itself. Eighty-three years old and still built like a Roman statue that had
He stops and looks at me.. "This won't end well for any of you.. I am grateful for your help but backstabbing regards no gratefulness.. " The door opened and we both got out.. I can't reason with him cause it'll be the same reaction if something like this happened to Mirabella.. Actually worse
Alex I saw her taking a deep breath.. "I want to meet you..." It was silent again before he spoke up. "Ok.. 5th floor, 166\7 building, 5th Avenue... Room number 546.." The call got cut.. I know who George is.. I probably met him once or twice. I can't remember his face properly. "Let
Mirabella I stared at the plushie in front on me and caressed it.. Suddenly I felt something in me snap..I lost control over myself and grabbed the plushie and walked out on the room.. I put it on the dining table and walked in the kitchen and grabbed a knife.. What? Why am I doing this? I walk
Mirabella I sat on the couch with Alex beside me while they sat across us.. Alex held my hand squeezed it a bit to help me relax.. "What happened so suddenly that mom ran away? Why she never returned and you guys ran away as well? Why did you give Peter to mom knowing his life would be in damge







