Carta A Mi Sobrino Novels & Stories

Until only a few remained. I stayed behind. The moonlight bathed Garrett's grave in silver. Slowly, I approached. My hands shook as I removed a small wooden carving from my pocket. A wolf. Garrett had carved it for me a year ago. I knelt. Then placed it carefully atop the fresh soil. "I'll miss you." The tears finally came. "I really will." My voice trembled. "You were the best big brother." I wiped my eyes. "And Maya is still my sister."

A letter in crisp red ink was written on the reverse. ‘Say it to my brother that I have just started.’ I turned to face Don Julio. He didn't say anything and I was hoping he would break something or get angry but instead he just smiled. And it shocked me.

Carlo’s lips slowly curved into a smirk. “Aah…. I can see you’re very protective to Siena. But remember, she’s not alone anymore. She has met her own father, and… there’s also me, her brother. She may need some time to accept the reality. But she can’t deny she is a member of De Martini family. As I said last night, only the toughest man will be brave enough to get close to a daughter from De Martini family. Are you ready, Alfonso Garcia?”

“Not sure. I guess I will pass.” “Tell us, baby. Why can’t you enjoy and give away your Vcard?” Kiara’s eyes eagerly looking for the man she was desperate to see. “I don’t know. I don’t want someone to die on me today,” “Die on you, how?” “Girls, it’s Mateo Costello. Margarita’s elder brother. He would pluck every eye landed on his sister.” Laila added. “Big bad brother?” Before Margarita added something on her part, her phone chimed. “Devil knows everything,” Laila shrugged her shoulders.

Dante, this fuckhead should know not to mess with me. "Mi dispiace fratello, ma c'è una talpa con quelli che stanno maneggiando le casse dentro. So che non era Roberto perché ero con lui al molo. Voleva essere lui a dirtelo ma, volevo comunicarti questa notizia in modo che non gli taglierai la testa a pezzi." (I am sorry brother, but there is a mole with those who are handling the crates inside. I know it wasn't Roberto because I was with him at the docks. He wanted to be the one to tell you but, I wanted to deliver this news to you, so that you will not cut his head into pieces.)

I took the letter that came with it. My Dearest Grandson, As I sit down to write this letter to you, my heart is filled with both joy and sorrow. Joy, because I am blessed to have you as my grandson, and sorrow, because circumstances prevent me from being with you in person. Please forgive me for not being able to show myself to you and introduce myself properly just yet. It pains me more than you can imagine to be unable to embrace you, to witness your growth firsthand, and to be a tangible presence in your life.

His sister just smiles at him saying, "No. Father is very tired and needs a long rest. Let's not disturb him, okay?" The child covers his mouth with his palms and nods silently. "Vincent." Elena approached her other brother. "I know you hold a grudge against father. I know he treated you unfairly and unjustly in the past." She handed him an envelope sealed with the family emblem of the Cruz.

He is trying to marry you off to the head of the Alfredo family; you have to be careful, and I will come for you soon. I know that your eyes are hurting now because of how ugly my handwriting is, so I will see you soon. I love you.” I finished reading the letter and sat on the toilet seat with a smile. So, my uncle wants to use me to expand his connections; he can keep dreaming. I love you too, Leo. I don't know why I trust and believe you so much, but I am willing to entrust my life to you. I picked up my phone and dialed his number, and after two rings it was picked up.

I repeated like I wasn't sure it was what he said. He gave a small nod, his lips curving into a sly smirk. “We’re step siblings now, get used to it….or go write letters to Conrad about it.”

I tightened my hold on her and inhaled her scent, remembering it for the years to come that we won’t be seeing each other. Having family means stepping completely out of this business and never return, never look back. I’m glad that Cara understood that. I’m glad that she knew me full well. “Thank you. Thank you, sorella. Ti voglio bene.” She then let go and placed her hand on my cheek, rubbing it with her thumb. “I wish you the best in your life and you’re soon to be family, fratello. Zio and babbo will be so proud of you. I can’t say the same thing with me though. Babbo will have a heart attack six feet under the ground when he finds out.” She shrugged and I laughed from the bottom of my h