-Mia-

I was nervous and I had no idea why.

There he was, standing right in front of me, a beautiful collection of vibrant flowers in his hands and a nervous look on his face too.

He was wearing causal, warm clothing. Not the regular suit that he'd wear and his hair wasn't as messy as it usually would be. He was a little pale, probably because of the weather but you could still see his natural tan colour.

"C-Can I come in?"

I bit my lip, still a little shocked. I nodded, moving to the side to let him in and closing the door behind him as he entered.

He glanced around as I nervously showed him to the living room. He turned to me, his beautiful hazel eyes looking into my eyes. "I know this isn't much but," he passed me the flowers and I quietly thanked him, saying that I was going get a vase.

I went into the kitchen alone with my palms sweaty and my head feeling like it was going to explode. I didn't have a vase, I mean, who has a vase laying around? I certainly didn't.

I placed the lovely flowers on the table and slowly walked back into the living room.

He stood, a small smile on his face. "How are you?" He asked, trying to make conversation. I shrugged a little, "I'm fine, you?"

"Much better than I was before you left." I licked my lips and scratched my neck awkwardly. "What are you doing here?" I asked, deciding to jump right in.

Damn, he has his lip ring in. .

"I know that you probably don't want to - sorry," he said, taking off his lip ring, "it's not helping me concentrate."

No, no, put that ring back on those kissable lips of yours. .

I nodded slowly as he put it away and continued. "I know that you probably don't want to see me, I mean, who would after all I've done to you. I just want to start by saying sorry for everything I have done to you that has hurt your feelings. I kept hurting you over and over and I really don't deserve you."

"You forgave me for April and even took her in as your own daughter - not many women can do that but you did because you loved me and I never really thought of that until recently. You forgave me for cheating on you, for hurting you when all you wanted was an apology - a genuine one. You always look for the best for me no matter the circumstance and you always forgive me no matter what I do and I threw it away like it was nothing. I'm sorry, Mia. Truly, I am. I'm sorry for being such a dick to you even when you were like an angel to me. I was selfish, rude and arrogant and didn't appreciate all that you had done for me. I'm sorry."

I licked my lips again, staring into his sad eyes. "W-What have you done? To change yourself?"

He took a breath in and said, "I've gone to rehab to help me with the drugs and alcohol and, I'm clean. Better than I was before. I haven't had a drop of alcohol or a sniff of drugs since. I went to those classes and they helped me understand what I had done wrong and how to fix it. I went to parenting classes and a therapist. .and I. ."

He hesitated a little before finally saying, "I've left the mafia."

My eyes widened in surprise. He left the mafia? For me? That was one of the things that he loved most in his life and could never let go. "You're serious?" I couldn't help but ask and he nodded, "it was never good for me or my family in the first place."

I couldn't help but feel guilty. He loved the mafia and yet gave it up for me.

I cleared my throat, "who owns it now?"

"He's outside if you want to meet him." I nodded and he walked out the front door, telling me he'd be back and not long after, a man came in with a woman.

The man was light brown haired with bright blue eyes. He was wearing a suit and looked handsome in it if I may say do myself. He resembled someone but I couldn't put my finger on it.

The woman was blonde and curvy. She was wearing a black, long skirt that hugged her curves and a white blouse that showed off her cleavage. She was beautiful and had bright red lipstick on with a good makeup choice to match.

The man's eyes looked at me front head to toe and he slowly licked his lips. "My, my, my. You sure you wanna go with him? I can offer more," he said lustfully. My eyes widened and the woman slapped his arm, "shut up, Cris."

Cris?

"Sorry, but she's sexy as hell." I immediately blushed, glancing over at Vincenzo who rolled his eyes. The woman glanced at me before asking, "so I'm not?" 'Cris' rolled his eyes before grabbing her by her waist and pulling her to him before smacking her butt, the loud noise echoing.

My eyes widened and Vincenzo opened his mouth to say something when 'Cris' pressed his lips against hers. She moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck. They started tongue kissing, their tongues swirling around each other's mouths and their saliva mixing as they intensely made out.

I glanced at Vincenzo and he cleared his throat, avoiding my gaze. "Cris!" He snapped and 'Cris' pulled away, pecking the woman's lips once more before giving Vincenzo his full attention.

"Yeah?" He asked, casually and Vincenzo rolled his eyes again. "Mia, this is my older and annoying and irritating and arrogant-er and stupid-er and uglier-"

"Hello, Mia." He gave me his hand and I awkwardly shook it before he kissed it, his eyes not leaving mine as I blushed hard. The woman reapplied her lipstick, staring into her pocket mirror as she checked her face.

"My name's Cristiano. I'm this screw-up's older and hotter and better brother. Enchante, madammoiselle sexy."

I choked on my own saliva, coughing and taking my hand out of his. So it was Cristiano, the brother Vincenzo never really talked about.

"The reason you probably haven't heard from me is because I was a dick to your fućkboy-"

"Boyfriend," Vincenzo said in a low tone and I glanced at him, blushing again as Cristiano rolled his eyes, "fine, boyfriend and left. But I'm back now and if you want we could-"

The woman slapped the back of his head and he groaned a little, rubbing it. She smiled at me, "hi, honey, I'm Rosalia but you can call me Rose. I'm dating this playboy - sort of anyway." I smiled back, "it's nice to meet you, Rose."

"Yeah, we're dating but there's always room for one more?" Cristiano asked, a smirk on his face as I shook my head with a smile, about to reply when there was unexpectedly a loud cry coming from the baby monitor - Francisco's to be exact.

I bit my lip as Vincenzo looked at me and there was a silence. "Um. .I'm going to go check on him. .stay here." I quickly walked out the room, avoiding Vincenzo's gaze.

On my way out I heard Cristiano say, "damn, she's got a nice ass."

I shook my head even though he couldn't see me and went upstairs.

Francisco had his own room that was decorated well and beautiful for him but he was still newborn so I kept his cot in my room so he could sleep there and I could check on him easily.

"Hey, baby, why are you crying?" I asked, picking up the small crying baby. I felt his nappy and it was heavy. I took him into his room, managing to get him to stop crying as I changed him, singing sweetly to him. He loved that. I wasn't a great singer but I could sing a few lines or two.

I changed his nappy and carried him back to my room where I breastfed him for a while before it was enough and I pulled my breast out. Sorting out my shirt and burped him. He got really sleepy again and I cradled him, trying not to move him too much so he wouldn't be sick.

I kissed his cheek as he slept and put him back into his cot.

Moving to the slightly open door, I saw a face watching and when I opened the door, there stood Vincenzo.

I closed the door behind me. "Hey," I softly said and he smiled a little, "hey, um. .is he alright?" I nodded, looking into those hazel eyes of his that sparkled. "Yeah, just hungry. ."

There was an awkward silence between us before I sighed and shook my head. "I missed you. ." He squeezed his eyes closed before opening them and looking into mine lovingly. "You have no idea how much I missed you."

Tears came into my eyes but I looked down and blinked them away before looking deeply into his. I placed my hands on his hard chest, "Are you really clean? Are you sure that you're going to be dedicated to us - you're family?"

He nodded, "I'm more than sure. Positive. I'm not going to hurt you again, baby." Tears came back into my eyes and I sniffed, feeling sad yet happy at the same time. "I love you, Mia," he told me truthfully and I sniffed again, "I love you too, Vince."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and went on my tiptoes, crashing my lips against his. I almost moaned at the touch of his lips. I had been longing for ages to kiss them again. It was sweet and soft, not forceful or desperate or rough. It felt nice. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close so our bodies were touching and we were both warm.

We pulled away, looking into each other's eyes. I caressed his cheek, feeling nothing but love. "You left the mafia for me. ." He nodded, as I continued to caress his soft cheek. I pressed my lips against his again but soon pulled away. "I'm so happy you're home." He smiled a little, "me too."

I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go as he hugged me back. My head was on his chest, his heart beat being felt against my head. "I'm proud of you, Vince and I love you so much." He kisses my forehead, "I love you too. More than words can say."

We hugged for a long time until Rose's voice from downstairs yelled, "hey, Mia, have you got any cheese? I'm starving!"

I chuckled, pulling away from Vincenzo's warm embrace and yelled back, "it's deep in the fridge."

"Thanks!"

I chuckled again, looking into Vincenzo's eyes. I took his hand, holding it. "Do you want to see him?" I asked, glancing at the door. "Can I?" He asked, hope in his eyes. I nodded, smiling a little, "I think he's still awake."

He smiled widely and I pecked his lips before turning and opening the door to hear Francisco quietly gurgling, his small legs kicking in the air.

I smiled, walking over and picking him up, his small body in my arms. "Hi, baby," I told him sweetly as his eyes gazed into mine. "Ba la. ." He said and I chucked softly, kissing his cheek.

I slowly walked over to Vincenzo and gave him Francisco carefully. His small body was in his father's large arms. Vincenzo smiled a little, cuddling Francisco a little. A smile came on my face as I watched them bond together.

"Hey, little man. Did you miss me?" Vince asked as Francisco gurgled a little, his legs kicking a little as he stretched them out. "I hope you've been good to your mom." I smiled, licking my lips. "I'm glad you haven't forgotten me - I think."

"He hasn't," I said with a smile as I locked eyes with Vincenzo. "And he never will."

I was walking on the snow outside. Vincenzo was pushing the pram, occasionally checking on Francisco inside the warm pushchair. "He's fine," I told him with a chuckle. "I know, but I can't help it," Vincenzo replied with a grin as we continued to walk to April's school.

Rose and Cristiano had gone back and I decided to let April see her father. It was going to be a nice surprise for her. She had wanted to see him for very long and wanted him for her Christmas present. This was going to be her early one.

We got to the playground with lots of other parents. We waited outside and I glanced at Vincenzo. He was unusually quiet and nervous looking. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"What if she hates me?" I placed my hand on top of his and gave him a warm smile. "She loves you. Don't ever forget that." He nodded and I kissed his cold cheek, glancing down at Francisco who was beginning to fall asleep.

"So what did you end up officially naming him?"

"Francisco. Francisco Noah Rossi, like I told you. I didn't see why to change it," I told him as April's classroom door opened and the teacher let the children out, ensuring they saw their parents.

She came out, her hair a little messy and her cute backpack on her shoulder. She looked around with her teacher before her eyes finally landed on us. I waved and she gasped, her eyes widening as Vincenzo grinned, beginning to walk over as April ran to him.

"Daddy!" She gasped as he hugged her tightly, picking her up and spinning her around in his arms. "April!" He exclaimed, hugging her lovingly as she squeezed her eyes closed and placed her head on her father's shoulder.

"I missed you!" He said, kissing her cheek and ruffling her hair a little. The sight was heartwarming and I smiled, placing my hands on the pushchair bar. "Me too, papa!" April said as he kissed her cheek again, still holding her.

"Have you been good? Did you eat your veggies?" She nodded and he hugged her tight again, kissing her cheek. "Good girl. I love you, April!"

"I lwove you too, papa," April quietly said as she buried her head in his neck, not letting go of him. I smiled as he walked over to me with April in his arms.

I smiled as I watched them reconnect again. I loved it. They were happy and I was too. We were finally a family.

He leaned down and kissed my cheek and I smiled widely as I pushed the pram and began walking out the playground as April and Vincenzo talked.

I looked around and my eyes landed on Dan's wife by herself as she picked up her kids. She didn't have her wedding ring on and her eyes were red as though she had been crying.

I bit my lip, telling Vincenzo that I'd only be a moment distantly before I walked over and hugged her, taking her by surprise. "He doesn't deserve you," I said quietly as I hugged her and surprisingly, she hugged me back. I had never spoken to her before but I had seen that look one too many times. "Thank you," she murmured as I pulled away and smiled before turning and going back to my family.

Vincenzo didn't ask about that and continued talking to April as I pushed the pram, walking away from the school.

Vince bursted out laughing at something funny April said as she grinned, as did I. I loved it when Vincenzo laughed, it was lovely.

We got home and Vincenzo got April's coat and shoes off and sat in the kitchen with her, helping her with her homework. I smiled at the sight of him sat beside her by the kitchen island, pointing out what to do on her homework. It was sweet.

I got Francisco sorted and he was crawling on the floor, playing with his toys as well as looking at me occasionally. He would often stare at me but I did too sometimes as well. I couldn't help it but I think he was just curious about me.

I scooped him up and kissed his cheek, cuddling him as he smiled. He had a lovely smile. It really cute and brightened his face. I loved it.

I placed him in his baby bouncer, putting the belt on to keep him safe and let him play while I went into the kitchen to see Vincenzo with an apron on, cooking and April with her school stuff away and colouring.

I was a little surprised but smiled anyway. I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him from behind and taking him by surprise. "What's cooking, good looking?" He chuckled, "I'm making some fajitas. You hungry?"

I nodded, kissing the back fabric of his shirt. "Hungry for you."

He turned his head to the side, giving me a weird look and I smirked. "That's my line," Vince said and I giggled, kissing his cheek, "I know," I said as April left the room. "See how it is?"

He rolled his eyes and my hands slowly moved to his butt, squeezing it. "See? It's different when it's the other way around."

I turned, about to leave when I felt a slap on my butt. I turned and he smirked, "I sometimes wonder how it's possible you have such an amazing butt." I blushed a little before moving towards him and kissing his cheek. "What can I say? I guess I had the right genes," I said with a wink. He pulled me to him and kissed me intensely.

We started to make out and he was kissing my neck as I wrapped my arms around his neck, about to let him lift me when the smell of burn filled my nostrils.

"The food!" I said, pulling away only to see it beginning to burn. I turned off the cooker, scraping out the food and placing it in the sink, pouring hot water in it with good soap to get the burn all out.

He folded his arms and smirked, "sorry. I got carried away." I rolled my eyes, "take out it is."

We ended up eating some take away pizza and it was soon bedtime. Vincenzo took care of Francisco while I got April ready for bed. I kissed her goodnight before going into the bedroom and changing into a silk night dress that stopped at my mid thigh and showed some of my cleavage as well as showing off my butt.

I let my hair out, letting it lay on my shoulders, messing it up a little. I went out my room, about to pass Francisco's room but stopped, noticing that they were in there.

He was slowly placing Francisco in his cot and kissing his forehead before pulling the blanket over his small body. "Good night, little man," Vince quietly said before turning to see me. I smiled softly and he walked over, closing the door a little but leaving a crack so we could still see him.

I took his hand, leading him downstairs and into the living room.
He then took me by surprise by lifting me up and kissing me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him back hungrily.

He laid me down on the couch, his hands roaming my body as I intensely kissed him, never wanting to stop. My dress hitched up and my knickers were shown but I didn't care. I just wanted him.

I moaned as he kissed my neck, sucking my skin and sending shivers down my spine as he rubbed my thigh.

We made out for a long time and his shirt was off by the time we stopped. We must of been kissing for about half an hour before we stopped and laid down together on the couch, breathing heavily.

My leg was over his and my hand was on his chest as well as my head. His hand was on my hip. I turned on the television, putting on a movie and enjoying his embrace.

"I love you, Vince and I know I didn't say it before but I forgive you and I know we'll be alright."

"Thank you and I love you. I believe we'll be more than alright," he said, kissing my forehead and I smiled softly. I sighed happily, kissing his bare chest. "I was so horny."

There was a moment of silence before he bursted out laughing, his chest rumbling as I smiled, shaking my head at my sudden outburst. "Wow, okay," he said as he laughed and I chuckled a little. "I was too," Vince said after laughing.

"Not yet," I said, my eyes glancing at his crotch. "Okay," he said and rubbed my hip.

"Francisco," he said, "he's growing quick, I mean, wow. He knows how to crawl now and April, she's learned so much from school."

I nodded, "yeah. .they have grown. .but you're here now and that's all that matters." I kissed his chest again, my hands roaming his abs.

"Got any pjs?" I asked and he replied by saying, "no. .I-I didn't know if you wanted me here."

"I do. I really do - don't ever think that I don't. You're moving in whether you like it or not. Get someone to bring your stuff tomorrow. .but anyway," I said, standing up and switching off the television.

       I held out my hand and he took it, standing up. I smirked a little, "you look hot without your pjs." I led him to the bedroom and sat on the bed as he took off his clothes, leaving him in only his briefs.

I motioned for him to come with my finger and I pulled him to me, kissing him lovingly under the covers. We pulled away and looked into each other's eyes.

"I love you," I told him genuinely and he pecked my lips.

"I love you too. Don't ever forget that."

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