LOGINDANTE'S POV. "Dante!!!" Alexa yelled in excitement from the other end of the line. "You're really so sweet sometimes." She cooed. "What is this about?" I scoffed, already having an idea what it was. "I saw the car you got Emily. That was really so thoughtful." "Hmm." I grunted. "I know you're smiling to yourself right now." She teased, and I exhaled in exasperation. Truly, the image of Emily's pleased face had plagued me for a better part of the day. "Stop it, Alexa." I muttered calmly "Whatever." She gave a huff at the other end of the line. Just then, another call came in on my other phone, and I looked at the screen, surprised at who it was. "Alexa, I'd call you back. Uncle Massimo is calling." "Really?" She asked. "Yes." I nodded, forgetting she couldn't see me, before hanging up the call. I quickly answered uncle Massimo's call, not sure what to say. "Good afternoon, uncle." I greeted, but his end of the line was silent. I was concerned for a moment, bef
DANTE'S POV I had just returned home after a very heavy and tension ridden conversation with uncle Massimo. He had been so livid when I told him what we needed. What mamma needed. He couldn't believe I'd make such a request of him. Well, neither had I! But look where the situation of things had gotten us. It was a crazy request, I know. But it was neccessary. "I don't blame him." Alexa sighed in understanding. "I don't, either. But at least, he should have returned home with me." Uncle Massimo had insisted on spending the night in a hotel. I understood he was angry I'd make such a request of him, but that was a bit too much. "So what are we going to do?" She asked. I shrugged, not sure. "Speak with Doctor Alfonso and look into other alternatives." "I think we should wait a while before doing so." Alexa suggested. "Why?" "I have a feeling uncle Massimo might come around." "I don't think he will. You should have seen how angry he had been. He certainly i
DANTE'S POV I watched silently as Uncle Massimo paced the length of Doctor Alfonso's office, heaving so roughly. "How could you, Dante?!!" His voice suddenly boomed over the place. I released a low sigh, maintaining my calm. "How could you do this?" He asked again, making his way to me. "Your mother is alive, and you said nothing this entire time?!" "I was trying to protect her." "From who?!" He hit Doctor Alfonso's desk in anger. At the end of the day, I guess I had gotten my temper from him. "We are your family, Dante. No matter how untrusting or scared you may have been, you were supposed to confide in us!" He released a long sigh, brushing his hand through his hair. Suddenly, his face fell and he titled his head to the side in uncertainty. "Dio..." He whispered in disbelief. "You think your Nonno and I, have a hand in the death of your parents?" He quickly shook his head at his statement. "You think we had a hand in the death of your father?" "Of course no
EMILY'S POV "He lied to her?!" I asked in disbelief. "He did." He nodded. "But that wasn't all. He promised to marry her and send her back to college, if she agreed to be his woman. Of course, Mia agreed! I mean, who wouldn't?" He shrugged. "Weeks turned into months, and Mia returned home in tears one day, only to inform I and our parents that she was pregnant." "Oh God." I whispered. "When she told us who the father was, and how they had started dating after the incident, we were less worried." "I mean, he had promised to marry her, so we thought he was going to keep to his word now. Father asked Mia to inform him about the pregnancy, and from there, it became a whole new story entirely." "What happened?" I asked. "Your father turned completely different from who Mia had thought him to be. He said he didn't want to be a party to the pregnancy, and revealed he had a wife already." "Such a cruel bastard." I muttered under my breath, feeling my heart squeeze in symp
EMILY'S POV I stepped out of the car, looking over the familiar environment that had always felt a lot more like home. Even though uncle Matteo and his family had moved to a better part of the slums, I still had dreams of doing more for them. I wanted to make loads of money and move them out of this place, to somewhere much better. Agatha had told me of her plans to do so as well, but her job as a personal assistant in an upcoming law firm, wasn't really putting so much cash in her pockets. "You can wait here for me, Vito." I said, but he shot me that look that screamed, 'definitely not, ma'am'. "Fine then." I released a sigh of defeat, making my way towards the old and rusty metal gate that was supposed to secure the entrance of the house. Vito followed me behind. I opened the gate with little to no effort, and we made our way into the compound. Several kids were around, playing in the compound, while we made our way towards uncle Matteo's flat. We got there and I rel
EMILY'S POV I headed back to my room after leaving Dante's, a small frown on my face. Most times he had me feeling so confused. Moments ago in his room, he was hot one minute, and cold the next. Why had he called me that? 'Ginger'. Argghhh!! He just had a way of stressing my mind out. In that minute, some nice dress idea flashed through my mind, and I found myself looking around for my sketch book. Almost immediately, I remembered all my items were back at the Collombo residence. I released a low sigh of frustration, before heading to the drawers attached to the desk in my room. When I pulled the first one open, I looked in to find nothing. Of course. I opened the second one and found the same thing. Finally giving up, I headed to the bed and picked up my phone from the stand. I opened the instragram app and began scrolling through the new posts and updates. After some time, the least expected video appeared on my feed. It was a video of Dante during a Live inte







