"So, handsome gentlemen…..hold onto your hearts," Flora announced, running out of the kitchen, making both her father and uncle Dario look at her. They both smiled at her while sitting on the dining table. "Your beautiful wives here finally, so please welcome ...Mrs Aniya Riccardo Alfanso and Mrs Niova Dario Quzer," she uttered while extending her both hands towards the entrance. Both Aniya and Niova walked in with the bowl of food in their hands. A smile was ghosting on both of their faces. "Gentlemen, please help your beautiful wives," everyone chuckled, hearing Flora's words and both the men stood up on their feet to help their wives carrying the food to the dining table. When Dario was taking them to a restaurant in his car, Niova called him and there she told her husband to bring the Alfanso family to their home for lunch as she had been missing them for a week now. Everyone agreed because both of their families shared a very deep and close bond with each other. "Where's Rica
"Papa….." Flora cried out, feeling the head of the gun getting pressed against her temple. Her watery eyes remained fixed at her father. That man pushed the gun more closely against her, bringing more tears in her eyes. Riccardo's each and every man turned alert because that situation had turned extremely dangerous. "Papa, please save me…." She started sobbing loudly. Riccardo keenly stared at Flora's every single action. That man chortled, hearing Flora's loud cries of help. "Seems like your daughter is not that brave like you and your son, Alfanso," that man remarked, gripping Flora's neck more tightly."You failed to make her like you. She is a fucking coward," he laughed at her helplessness. Riccardo didn't part his mouth to say a single word but didn't blink away from his daughter even for a second."No, please leave me…. don't kill me, please…" Flora cried out more loudly while shivering. Her whimpers made that man smirk more cunningly."Please. I am begging you. Don't kill me
"Today was so fun. I really loved it," A smile formed on Riccardo's and Aniya's faces by hearing their 20 years old daughter. "All thanks to my piccola for suggesting this idea," Riccardo uttered, focusing his eyes on the road while controlling the steering wheel of his car. Flora beamed, hearing her father as she was the one who suggested to have a family day out. "Yeah….yeah….you and your favourite daughter, dad," that voice made Flora trail her eyes down at her 16 years old brother whose head was placed on her lap as he was trying to sleep. Flora frowned and hitted his head. "Hey…that hurts, you ugly eagle," the 16 years old spat, rubbing his head and taking his head up from his sister's lap. "Aww! my little baby brother. Be grateful I didn't break your ugly jaw," Flora passed her brother a fake smile, making him scowl. "You both shut your mouths and don't you dare to start here," they heard their mother warning them, who was sitting on the passenger seat of the car. Riccard
"Ready," Riccardo tied Flora's pigtails, making the little girl extremely happy. Taking a glance at her reflection in the mirror, Flora showed her papa a thumbs up. He chuckled and pecked the tip of her nose."Ora, ready for school, baby?" Aniya entered their bedroom, carrying Flora's tiffin box in her hands. They both looked at her."Momma," Flora jumped down from the dressing table and ran towards her mother. She hugged her legs."Momma, is my baby brother awake?" The little girl asked, pointing her tiny finger towards her mother's swollen belly. Aniya chuckled. She bent slightly as it was almost the end of her third trimester of her pregnancy. "Yes, your baby brother is awake and he is very happy that his big sister is going to school," she said, making Flora clap in happiness. The little girl wanted a brother. Smiling, Riccardo walked towards them and then grabbed the tiffin box from Aniya's hold."Cara mia, you should rest now," he uttered, earning a tiny frown from Aniya. "It'
"Will you become Aniya Riccardo Alfanso?"Tears rolled down from her eyes, processing the meaning behind those words of his. Aniya had never even dared to think a moment like this would ever come in her life from the second she had found herself in that brothel. A kind of moment where someone wanted to be hers. A moment where someone would want to share his name with hers because for this entire world, she had become an object which only looked good when getting used by everyone but no one would ever want to get associated with her name, let alone attaching their name with hers but he proved her wrong in each and every possible way. Not just only his own self, he was now willing to share his existence with her.Riccardo saw those tears brimming in her eyes which told him everything which was going inside her. He had started understanding her silence more than he had ever even understood his own words.He palmed her face more firmly and leaned closer to her face."My life had taught me
At the breakfast table, when Riccardo saw Aniya leaving without eating anything, he understood something was not right with her. He had been noticing from the past couple of days that she was acting a little weird. She was barely initiating a conversation with anyone and was even skipping most of her meals. He had also noticed that she was looking tired most of the time, so he told her that they would visit a doctor for her checkup to which she seemed to tense up even more and denied him by saying that she was fine and it was just her monthly cycles. But today when he saw Bellyana following her to the bedroom, he understood something was going on, especially when he witnessed that distressed reaction on Aniya's face. "Ora, you play with them. I will be back. Okay, piccola?" He uttered while cleaning the little girl's mouth after he got done feeding her. Flora nodded at him and stood up on the breakfast table and walked towards her shades uncle. With a smile, Dario collected her in h