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He's no son of mine.

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Noel sat curled in the corner of the jet’s plush couch, knees pulled to his chest, a thick blanket wrapped around him even though the cabin wasn’t cold. His face was pale, eyes red-rimmed and unfocused as they stared blankly out the window at the dark stretch of ocean below.

Vincenzo sat across from him, elbows on his knees, hands clenched into fists. His shirt was stained with blood…Ezra’s. His jaw twitched as he watched Noel, silent, helpless, seething.

Nico sat beside Noel, rubbing his back gently, whispering things only he could hear.

Aria sat on the floor near the couch, her legs crossed, staring straight ahead. Her fists were clenched. Her earrings swung with every tiny tremble of her body. “I should’ve followed him. He was gone too long. I should’ve…fuck.”

Lucas stood near the cockpit, arms folded, head low. Guilt clouded his expression. “This was on all of us.”

“No,” Vincenzo growled finally. “It was on me.”

Noel blinked slowly, like he hadn’t even realized they were speaking.
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  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   Mei's Baby brother.

    The sky was a soft gradient of warm gold and pale blue as Vincenzo helped Noel out of the car and guided him gently up the garden path of the Saturn estate. Noel had been discharged only yesterday, still sore and pale, but at least he could breathe without wincing. They had spoken to Nico and the baby that morning on video call…both doing well and already adored by the entire household."You sure you're up for this?" Vincenzo asked for the tenth time.Noel rolled his eyes affectionately. "If I hear that question again, I might throw your ass out the window."Vincenzo chuckled. "That would require more energy than your body can currently afford.""Try me," Noel muttered but smiled nonetheless.As they reached the back garden, the soft hum of laughter drifted to them. Leontis, Alina, and Mei were sitting together under the massive shade tree near the koi pond. Alina looked almost like her old self again…all traces of the trauma Gregor had inflicted were gone. She moved gracefully, her v

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   A tiny human Angel.

    "He looks just like you, baby," Lucas whispered, brushing a thumb across Nico's damp forehead as he lay in the hospital bed, exhausted but glowing. The baby..a bundle of flushed cheeks, downy black hair, and sleepy eyes…rested peacefully in his arms.The room was soft with the scent of baby powder and lilies Nico's grandma had brought from their backyard garden. Everyone had gathered. Grandma sat by Nico's side, eyes glistening with pride and disbelief."My baby had a baby," she whispered, fingers trembling as they hovered over the newborn's cheek.Nico blinked up at her, his voice hoarse. "It's still so surreal."Angelina and Angelica stood just beyond the curtain, peeking in with wide, curious eyes. "Can we see him now?" they whispered."Let them," Nico murmured, and the girls rushed in. They gasped as they saw the baby."He’s like a doll," Angelica said."A very sleepy doll," Angelina added.Santa Monica clapped her hands gently. "Alright, alright, not too close. He just came out

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   A little bundle of Love.

    The hospital hallway smelled faintly of antiseptic and sterilized linen. The tension inside the private wing was palpable, even though the air-conditioning hummed low in the background. A heavy silence settled over everyone present. Lucas was seated just outside the room, arms crossed, foot tapping, while Nico dozed lightly on his shoulder. Francesca and Aria spoke in hushed tones with Manuel, who’d flown back in for a few days.But it was Vincenzo who stood at the door, straight-backed, eyes fixed on the corridor as though daring fate to deliver anything less than peace today.The sound of boots echoed first…two officers in uniform flanked a woman in a pale beige coat, wrists cuffed in front of her. Isadora Saturn, head held high, but her eyes betrayed the weight she carried. She walked like someone approaching her own execution…not because of punishment, but because she knew she was walking into the gaze of a son who had no more illusions left.Noel was already awake, seated upright

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   My husband,my man.

    "Oh my baby, you look so beautiful," Nico's grandma said, throwing her arms around him with trembling hands, cradling his face like it was still thirteen and flushed from running."Santa Monica, look at your son!" she said, gesturing toward Nico's aunt with tears welling up in her eyes."I know," his aunt said, wiping her eyes, "He came back with the whole sun in his smile."Nico laughed, a little awkward, holding his belly with one hand and waving to his cousins with the other. "Hi!""Brother!" the twins, Angelina and Angelica, came running, nearly tackling him with their hug. "You left us so small and now you're back with a belly!"Lucas chuckled, standing just behind Nico, watching the scene unfold with a hand lazily tucked in his pocket. His soft gaze never once left Nico."Thank you, son," Nico's grandma said, walking up to Lucas and giving his hand a gentle pat. "Thank you for taking care of our boy."Lucas bowed his head slightly. "It's been my greatest honor.""Thank you for l

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   My happiness,just like that.

    Noel lay in the hospital bed, hooked to monitors that beeped softly in the quiet room. His eyes fluttered open slowly, meeting the sterile white ceiling before shifting to the side, where Vincenzo sat, holding his hand tightly.“You scared me,” Vincenzo said, his voice low, strained. “I thought I was going to lose you.”Noel blinked slowly. “The baby?”“The baby’s fine.” Vincenzo reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair off Noel’s forehead. “So are you. But the doctor said no more stress. Not even a little.”Just then, the door opened and the doctor walked in, a clipboard in hand and a serious expression on her face.“You’re both stable, Noel,” she said kindly, “but you lost a significant amount of blood. We need to start transfusions, and we need a compatible donor. Quickly.”Noel nodded weakly. Vincenzo stood.“I’ll call everyone,” he said. “We’ll find someone.”---Within thirty minutes, the room outside Noel’s was packed with familiar faces—Aria, Francesca, Lucas, Nico, Man

  • THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY   My husband wants to hit you

    "He did what?" Noel’s voice dropped, dangerously calm.The room went dead silent.Vincenzo’s men…three of them, all seasoned, serious, and slightly trembling now…stood at attention in the De Luca estate’s sunken lounge. The weight of what they’d just reported still hung thick in the air.Vincenzo placed a calming hand on Noel’s lower back, the curve of his six-month bump warm beneath his palm."Noel," he began softly, "just sit down a minute, let’s talk this through."Noel turned slowly, eyes gleaming with fury."He’s hitting her. He’s threatening her. And he’s a twenty-three-year-old man preying on my seventeen-year-old sister. There’s nothing to talk through."Lucas glanced at Francesca. Aria leaned forward on her knees. Manuel cracked his knuckles.Vincenzo sighed. He knew better than to argue when that look hit Noel’s face."My husband," Noel said clearly, firmly. "Come with me."It wasn’t a request.Vincenzo blinked. "Noel.."But Noel was already up, grabbing an iron bar from bes

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