AVERY“YOU CAN WAIT out here, Mr. Jean,“ I said, gesturing to my waiting room. He looked troubled, his eyes went to his son, and then back to me. There was a look that i could not decipher in his eyes as he gave me a curt nod.“This should not be long,“ i said. “Come with me, Kevin” I guided the young child into my office.As soon as we were alone, i sat down on the couch and gestured to him to sit down beside me. He sat without saying a word. His eyes were dull and his skin was pale as he looked around the room, but he did not meet my eye.What could really be wrong with this child? I asked myself again.Over the past few years that i had resumed by career, i had come across a lot of things.“My name is Avery,“ I said in a gentle voice. “Your father said your name is Kelvin. Is that correct?“He looked at me blandly and nodded slowly.“Is there anything you want to tell me?“ I asked him. I was trying to see if there was any underlying trauma that might be affecting him.He shook his
ADRIANOFABIO PLACED A jug of beer on the table and sat down beside Adriano. "You should go and have a word wirh Father." He said. "I know you are stubborn and you are not going to leave your fiance for anything, but still... talk to my father about it. I am sure he will understand.""Will he?" Adriano raised an eyebrow.Fabio nodded. "Definitely."Adriano scoffed. He drank the beer and sighed, leaning back, relaxed. "I never wanted my daughter or fiance to get involved with my past life."Fabio chuckled. "Trust me, I understand that.""But Mira -""Mira is the daughter of one of the most ruthless drug lords in Slavian country," Fabio said. "She got the ruthlessness from him. Don't be deceived by her flowery dress and soft voice, she can handle a gun better than both of us."Adriano looked at Mira as she wiped the counter with a wet napkin."Do you guys need cookies?" She looked up. "I made a fresh batch.""Yes, honey," Fabio answered."I was not talking to you, husband," she muttered
ADRIANO"I NEVER EXPECTED you to get married," Adriano said as they walked out the dining hall and made their way to the back of the mansion. "Much less you have a family of your own, and a daughter."Fabio chuckled. "I never expected it too, but well, it happened."Adriank snorted. He understood that very well. "And why didn't you marry from a much closer family?" He asked, turning to look at Fabio. "You could have married into the Valerion family, just as your father had planned for me.""Well, to be fair, the girl has changed from being ugly," Fabio replied. "I think she went to do some sort of surgery. She has changed. She looks exactly like your type now."Adriano scoffed and muttered under his breath. "I doubt."It was clear that the girl that Salvatore had wanted him to marry was no different from Clarance, and Laura. All snobby, pretty-face with a banging body, but mean and evil hearted. "I doubt she is my type.""Oh really?" Fabio raised an eyebrow. "What is your doctor fian
ADRIANOADRIANO COULD NOT believe what he was hearing. He stood up abruptly, pushing his chair back sharply. "Sit down, Adriano," Fabio grunted. "Father is still speaking.""You are going to bring your engaged wife here to Italy," Salvatore said in a low voice.Adriano laughed dryly. He did not care of the respect and power that the Salvatore family of Italy held, he was not going to bring Avery, or Iris into this. He was never going to get them involved with this."Is something I said funny, Adriano," Salvatore asked."Non, Signore," Adriano said. His eyss were little slits as he continued. "My fiance is a doctor-""What type of doctor?" Salvatore asked."A shrink, papa," Fabio said. "She is a therapist.""Is she connected with any family?" Salvatore asked. "What do you stand to gain from the union?"Adriano sighed and sat down. He gained peace, stability and unending love from the marriage, but he did not explain that to Salvatore and Fabio. They would not understand."You do not g
ADRIANO ADRIANO SLOWED TO stop in front of the grand villa and got out.Word must have reached the house that he had arrived because men were waiting for him at the gate. They gestured for him to step aside from the vehicle, which he did without argument, then they proceeded to frisk and check if he carried any weapons.When they were certain that he was not with any weapons, they allowed him to walk in."We thought you would not come," a tattooed man said in a small voice as they headed for the front door."I almost didn't," Adriano replied truthfully. "But I knew that your father would probably come to have my head, Fabio."Fabio laughed heartily. "No, he won't. Father likes you. I think he is more fond of you, than even of me, his own son."Adriano rolled his eyes. During his younger years, he had spent a lot of time on these grounds. His father had sent him to work for the Salvatore family as collateral while he tried to pay up his debt.The house had been repainted and refurbish
ADRIANO"WE WILL BE landing in a few minutes, sir," the pilot's voice called through the speakers. Adriano sighed and removed the cover on his window slightly. He peered out, seeing the bright roofs of the houses and the bright sun.He sighed and closed it, leaning back. He heard the annoyance in Avery's voice when he told her he was traveling, but there was nothing he could do about it. He did not want her to be involved in this part of his life.Adriano had received a strange call the previous day, thinking it was a normal business call from one of his partners, he had picked up the call.It turned out to be the mafioso family in Italy. He was being summoned.That part of his life was something he often tried to ignore or pretend did not exist, but now his past was catching up with him.He could guess why the sudden call came even though he had cut ties many years ago. He had a deep sinking feeling as the plane touched down and taxied down the runway."We are here, sir," his airhost