-Mia-

When I opened the door for Dante's office, Valentina was on his lap kissing him. Nice to see they were okay again.

She blushed, burying her head in Dante's neck. "Sorry I didn't knock," I said, grinning playfully at them. "I've got a emergency." I shut the door behind me, sitting on the chair opposite the desk. "It's alright," Dante said as Valentina went off him. He slapped her butt and she gasped, turning around and smiling at him.

I shook my head at them, smiling. They were a cute couple. She sat on the edge of the desk and asked, "what's up?" I bit my lip, unsure. I glanced at Dante, "well. .Val, I'm not sure you're going to like this but Dante's the only guy who can do it." She raised an eyebrow and Dante sat upright at the sound of this name.

"Me and Vince had a fight. .I don't want to go into too much details but he didn't understand how I felt - being cheated on," I sighed before saying, "so then an idea came to me. .what if he was cheated on?" Val had both eyebrows raised now, "I'd like to see that," she crossed her leg over the other.

"Then. .I had an idea that he could walk in on me doing the dirty with someone else," I said and Valentina chuckled, "I love how innocent you can be, bestie," I rolled my eyes. I got that a lot. "What's this got to do with me?" Dante said before pausing and going, "ahh. ." I bit my lip again. "I'm the dude in this aren't I?" I nodded.

"We won't actually be . . Doing the dirty. I'll be on your - I hate how this sounds but I'll be on your lap and you'll be pretending to kiss my neck. I saw this happening on this YouTube channel, it looks real."

"I understand if you don't want to do this and I get it if you're not comfortable with it," I quickly said, my hands now clammy. Val bursted out laughing, "Oh my gosh, you should totally do this."

I wasn't sure whether she was being sarcastic or truthful.

Dante did a weird face at her.

"I'm not joking. Vincenzo would be so pissed and I'd love to see that. He needs to know how it feels. Dante you're so doing this." I felt a smile grow on my face while Dante glanced between us weirdly. "He's going to beat the shit out of me and you're both okay with that?" Valentina shrugged, "you've taken a punch before. You'll survive cause if you die," she chuckled, "I'll resurrect you and kill you myself."

His eyes widened and he turned to me. "When are we doing this?"

"Shoot, I'm scared," I said, shaky slightly. He rolled his eyes, his hands on my thighs, "you scared? I should be scared shitless. If I do this, he'll kill me and if I don't Val will kill me." We laughed before I sighed, glancing around.

"If it makes you feel better, I'll clean your wounds while Val laughs at you," I playfully told him. "Thanks," he replied, his hand over his heart. "Appreciate it." I rolled my eyes, grinning.

"Urgh," I shivered. "Are the sensors ready? Did you call him?" Dante nodded, "yeah, he should coming soon. Stop panicking, this was your idea." I nodded, biting my lip. "This is so freaking awkward," Dante chuckled as did I. It was awkward. Two friends in a intimate position, waiting to be yelled at.

Dante and I were friends, never more. I considered him as a brother - and he was going to be my brother in law until Vincenzo screwed it all up.

"So are you going to moan? Or shall I use YouTube?" I blushed immediately. "I'll do it. It'll sound more real," he nodded, leaning back before sighing.

"What made you do this? Beside the fight?" Dante asked, "it's cuz' I'm handsome, isn't it?" I rolled my eyes, laughing. "Because. . I'm sick of him thinking it's easy to get over being hurt by someone you love. And you're not that handsome." He fake gasped, "hurting a man's feelings here, Mia." I gave him a 'really' look while grinning. "You probably don't notice the handsome-ness in me because you're still whipped on my brother. At least Val thinks I'm handsome."

I giggled, thinking of her. "When you've been with someone for so long," I said, sighing sadly. "You don't get over them so easily." Dante nodded, understanding.

The sensors outside the door started beeping. Someone was coming. I rubbed my hands. It was go time. He was going to come in see me and Dante 'kissing'. He was then probably going to punch Dante while I scream at him to stop. Perfect plan, huh?

I started to fake moan, causing Dante to laugh. I gave him a serious look and he bit his lip, trying not to laugh. I pulled my hair bobble from my hair, letting it out to cover me shoulders. Dante buried his head in my neck and I tried not to laugh at the feeling of him. I continued to moan loudly, saying Dante's name seductively.

The door then bursted open. Here comes trouble.

"What the fuck!"

I turned my head, gasping. Glad I took drama as a subject ages ago. He looked freaking pissed as I expected. His eyes dark, hands in fists - so tight that his knuckles turned white. His eyebrows were narrowed and he was looking at me. Well, fudge.

"Oh my God," I said, getting off Dante, brushing down my shirt as I cautiously walked towards him. I wasn't acting anymore, I was scared as hell.

My hands were outstretched cautiously as I moved towards him. "Vincenzo, this isn't what you-"

"Don't even," he snapped, his eyes now shooting daggers at Dante who stood up. I went to touch his arm but he pushed past me, storming towards Dante.

I instantly felt bad as he threw him on the floor and began punching him. What was I even thinking? This was a terrible idea. If I didn't stop them, Dante was going to die at his angry brother's hands.

"Vincenzo, stop!" I screamed, slapping his back.

"Such good lips, bro. Don't know why you ever let her go."

I raised my eyebrows in shock, "Dante, what the hell?" I snapped, looking at him as he smirked. He soon stopped once Vincenzo got even more angry and punching him harder, causing him to cry out, "is that all you've got, bro?"

He was asking to be killed. This man officially had a death wish.

"Oh my goodness, Vince, please stop. You should be angry at me!" I yelled and he stopped, turning to me. Shoot. I took a step back, glancing at Dante who was bleeding badly. We should of never of done that stupid prank.

He took a step forward as I took one back, my back to the wall. I was sure he was going to hit me. His hands were still in fists by his side with Dante's blood on them, and his eyes were dark as they stared down into mine.

My breathing heightened. I was petrified. "It's a prank," I said, cautiously. He took a step closer. Breathing heavily I continued, "we weren't doing anything. It's a prank, Vincenzo. A prank." He let out a chuckle that sent shivers down my spine. "A prank?" He asked, his voice calm yet frightening at the same time, as though he was daring me to continue.

I bit my lip, nodding as I glanced at Dante who coughed, "it's a prank, dude."

"Don't look at him," he snapped at me. I nodded, looking in his scary eyes as mine started to get teary. I hated how I could get so afraid around him. "Look at me properly, Mia." I nodded again, wiping my eyes and gazing into his eyes. "A prank?" Yet again I nodded.

"Explain."

"I-I wanted you to know - feel what it was like to be cheated on - even if we're not together. It hurts, doesn't it?" I said, my voice confident. "It hurts to be cheated on by someone you love, doesn't Vince?" I felt angry and bitter, "doesn't it, Vincenzo?" I asked, angry. I no longer felt afraid.

He finally knew - felt how it was.

When he didn't reply, I pushed past him and kneeled down to help Dante. "Are you alright?" I asked stupidly, when clearly he wasn't. He nodded, wiping the blood from his nose then wincing as I helped him up.

I put his arm on my shoulders, leading him out the room, not looking back.

"Stop moving!" Valentina hissed, slapping his knee. "Oww!" Dante winced as Valentina huffed. She was cleaning his wounds in the living room.

"Thanks for helping me, Dante. Sorry about the pain," I said, wincing myself as I watched him in pain. "It's alright," he said, groaned as Valentina pressed the antibacterial wipe against his cheek. "Such a baby," she murmured.

"You have no idea how I feel, woman!" She narrowed her eyes at him, "keep going, I dare you." I laughed, "you guys are so cute." They both huffed and Val rolled her eyes before smiling at me. "Would you mind taking the kids to the little park?"

I raised an eyebrow, confused. "Little park?" She dabbing Dante's nose. "Yeah, the one out back, have you not seen it?" I shook my head, slightly amazed. "Yeah, there's a park and a pool with some barbecue stuff. Speaking of barbecue, I'm excited for the next one."

"Mmm, me too," Dante said, licking his lips. "Barbecue?" I asked, curiously. "Yup," Val said, "we have one every month. Basically, food and party outside. It's great. I think it's in a few days," Valentina said as I nodded at her words. "The food part sounds good," I said, grinning as she agreed.

"But okay," I said, standing up. "I'll take the kids to the park. You kids be good," I winked at them before leaving the living room and going upstairs to see the kids playing in Ariana's room.

"Hey guys," I said, smiling warmly. April, Ariana and Alex grinned at me, looking up from their toys. I looked at Aurora, who had been taking care of them. "Thanks for looking after them," I said, "I'm going to take them to the park." She nodded before leaving. Matteo gurgled in his cot.

"Have you all been good today?" I asked and they all said yes. I glanced at April. I still need to talk with her.

I got the kids into the coats and put Matteo into his pram, going downstairs and outside. I went around the back and there was indeed a small park.

There was a round about, some swings, slides, sandpits and a few climbing frames with ropes. There was a large shed which I think had toys in there as well. I let them run to play. They giggled and ran around as I sat on the bench, taking Matteo out his cot and holding him on my lap, letting him look around as he babbled.

"April!" I called out and she looked up from the sandpit, coming towards me. She sat beside me, looking down. I lifted her chin up, smiling as she frowned. "April, the other day. .what was the matter?" I asked, kindly. She shook her head. "Come on, April."
"Mama no like me. I want you to be my mama."

I frowned, wishing I could help. April Grace was a lovely girl and I would love to be her mother but I wasn't. Bianca was her mother and Bianca must of done something to make April so sad.

"I can't be your mother, April. It doesn't work like that, honey," she started to cry and I pulled her to my side. "Don't cry, sweetheart," I said, soothingly. "Your mama does love you. Don't be upset, okay?" I needed to talk to her father about his. April was sad and I didn't like it, she was a bright girl.

She wiped her tears and I leaned down and kissed her cheek. She went to go play with her cousins on the swings and I sighed, cuddling Matteo.

It was still sunny outside but soon, the sun would go behind the moon for night. I liked the breeze and sat back as Matteo gurgled, laying on my chest as I held him up. He was adorable and looked up at me. I took off his gloves as he immediately stared playing with my heart necklace. His hands were so small and warm!

I stroked his hair, "you are so cute," I said to him, smiling.

"Daddy!"

"Uncle!"

My head snapped up to see Vincenzo being thrown onto the floor by the kids. They had taken him off balance and were on top of him, laughing and laying on him as he laughed also.

I sat up, attempting not to smile. It was cute but I was still annoyed with Vincenzo. He stood up and carried all three of them, laughing as he took them over to the slide.

Show off.

How was it possible he could carry all three of them at once?

I watched as he pushed them down the slide, giving them each a turn. He then pushed them on the swings as they laughed, happily. Next, he let them play by themselves then turned to me.

My breath hitched as he began moving towards me. I swallowed as he took a seat beside me, his arm resting on the bench so it was outstretched behind me. "Hey," he said calmly, looking over at the kids. "Hey," I softly replied, glancing at him.

"It's nice out here, isn't it?" He said, exhaling. I nodded and he then took Matteo from me, lifting him up and kissing his nose as the baby smiled adorably. He cooed at him, kissing his cheek as he held him in his large arms.

"He's so cute," I observed, reaching over and stroking Matteo's soft fingers. "He is," Vincenzo agreed, finally looking at me.

"I'm sorry."

There was a long pause where we looked into each other's eyes. .almost lovingly. "Me too," I replied quietly.

"I didn't understand how you felt completely and assumed you could get over it. I hurt you and now I know how it feels. It really hurts," he told me, gazing at me. I nodded, biting my lip. "I'm sorry, Mia."

"It's okay. I'm glad you know. Sorry for putting you through that." He waved his hand, "don't be," he smiled, "so are we okay? . .as friends?" I thought for a moment, before grinning at him playfully.

"Yeah," I said.