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>𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃

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𝐃 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐄 • 𝐑 𝐔 𝐒 𝐒 𝐎

"Really?" I tense when Cameron tells me the news, I couldn't think of anything worse at the moment than seeing my father in a couple of days.

"Unfortunately Sir." He runs his fingers through his hair as he feels the familiar frustration to what I'm feeling. I put my head in my hands and rub them down my face. I glance around the office and hear a knock echo through the door.

"Yes?" I raise my brow and the door instantly opens, there I see Justin with his blonde hair all misplaced and a curious look written all over his face.

"There is more bad news..." I run my own fingers in my hair and watch as Justin shuts the door up tight allowing Cameron and I sit on the edge of our seats as we wait for his announcement.

"Your brother is about to hire you both a new assistant." He rolls his eyes and the blood already begins to boil in my veins.

"What?" I question, rhetorically that is. I don't want an assistant in my office, let alone in my building. Who even needs the help?

"Well, we better find him then." I state with my fists all balled up, holding in my anger and not allowing it to show.

I lift myself off of my chair and feel my body getting warmer and warmer with each step I take to the door, I open it widely and there I'm faced with my brothers door wide open also, only to be walking out of it with a large smile printed on his face. For fuck sake.

I spot the blonde exit out of the office along with her matching smile, my veins are about to explode.

"Bruno?" I raise my brow at the situation I have just waited for and anger boils through my veins.

"Oh, Dante...This is Luna Driver, the new assistant." Bruno says proudly, happily in fact. We could've handled things on our own.

I dart my eyes deeply at my brother–shooting bullets as I wonder why he had done such a thing without my consent, but he nudges me forcing me to speak up to the woman in front of me–Along with her sapphire orbs. Her appearance goes to show...That she in fact, is not one hundred percent Italian.

I walk past not acknowledging her presence which then follows me into my office. I feel the air thin as I turn to face her complexion one more time.

"Sir." She speaks up and looks at me with a small smile on her face.

"Look, my brother hired you. Not me, so stay out of my way. Sì?" [yes?] She looks speechless but nods and walks away as quietly as she could.

I sigh and take a seat on my awful chair once more, how dare my brother do such a thing.

I read through files and put them in their designated areas when a knock emerges on my door.

"Go away." I exclaim loud enough for it to echo to the other side of the barrier.

But the ignorant person opens my door up wide for me to lose my temper.

"Did you not listen to what I said?" I asked and placed my hands on my desk and forced my body weight up.

My brother's brown hair has all misplaced due to the heat today and his brown eyes look directly at me, not giving a fuck in the world at my orders.

"Cut the shit Dante, what's your issue?" He questions me and closes the door behind him–to then forcefully take a seat on the chair opposite me.

"Business, that's all, brother." I say and rest my body against the chair, he rolls his eyes and looks at me with pure disbelief.

"Che cosa?" [What?] I looked at Bruno who looked like someone had shot him, he was pissed off. But this is the way it is.

"We need an assistant to help with paper work, you deal with it." He got out of his chair and tucked it in but before he left he muttered something under his breath, luckily enough I didn't hear him.

"Bruno, give her your paperwork then, I don't want her help." I state and he opens the office door and leaves, slamming it closed. The clock moves on the wall but soon settled as my brother passes the hall.

I take in a deep breath and finally pull myself together, only to hear another knock on the door... Fuck, no more.

I jolt out of my chair and pull open the door, there I see Cameron with another dreadful expression written across his face.

"What is it?" I sigh.

He takes in a deep breath and runs his fingers through his hair. "I don't like being an owl Dante, but your father demands to see you tonight... For family night." He finishes with a smile and I already want to pack up my shit and leave the office to not face anyone else this afternoon.

"If this day throws anything else at me I swear I'll push anyone who gets in my way or pisses me off!" I exclaim and watch as Cameron sympathises over me.

"It'll be alright." He chuckles and I can't help but chuckle along with him, who knew today was going to be such a disaster?

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The day was finally over, I got into my range rover and watched as Bruno finished locking up the office. I turn the key and hear a sudden knock echo through the glass window. I roll it down and find Bruno smiling now that the barrier is now gone.

"Don't forget about tonight Dante." Bruno says sternly, I roll my eyes and watch as he taps my car with the palm of his hand, I was unfortunate not to drive away in time, even though we live in the same mansion I could've lied about how I was feeling and rushed myself up to bed. But, not everything works out the way we want I suppose.

Passing trees in a flash and watching as the lights soon dimmed the closer I got to the mansion and there her beautiful smile stood out amongst the darkness.

"Uncle Dante!" She exclaims as I park up the car. I chuckle and exit out of my vehicle to give the little princess the hug she's been yearning for all day.

"Are you coming to dinner later?" She asks with a raised brow. Just like her mother.

"I guess I'll have to won't I?" I chuckle and Violetta nods repeatedly.

"Daddy!" She exclaims and her attention soon darts to the white SUV that pulls up in the car park. The smile forming on her face is much larger than it was before and she's clapping her hands the closer Bruno got.

"Hello princess." He states and picks her up with his muscular arms and gives her a warm bear hug, the ones she likes.

She soon jumps down and drags her fathers hand to go and see Sofia who is standing in the lobby, dolled up with bright red lip stick on.

"Evening Dante." She states with a smile.

"Evening Sofia, you've got lipstick on your teeth." I lie, but watching her pull out her pocket mirror and examining her teeth was amusing, I soon find her hand slap me on my arm for my behaviour. I chuckle and look at Violetta who is staring out of the window patiently waiting.... Of course... Waiting for...

"-Grandad!" She exclaims loudly.

"Grandad is here!" She continues and jumps around for joy, she opens the knob of the door and there our father stands.

His wrinkles have grown over the years and deepen for sure, his hair is trying to turn grey and his orbs have stayed the same.

Bruno goes in for a manly hug and that's where I push myself away from the family moment, I don't do hugs. I look at Sofia who is looking at me with disappointment, but who is she to judge?

I shrug it off and walk away from the mansion and get into the limo that my father arrived in, he doesn't live far but I am surprised he does still live in Italy with the certain circumstances.

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We finally arrive at the place where I'd rather not be, but I can't help but watch Violetta's smile when she finds out that they have pasta.

"Can I have pasta and chicken Grandad?" She asks and flutters her hazel eyes.

"Of course!"

We all seat at the round table and watch as the waitresses run around trying to take everyone's order. I reposition my posture and get comfy as I sit opposite Violetta who is already examining through the menu to find her chicken pasta meal. The light chuckles from the left of me are released as Bruno says some sort of joke, and at the moment I couldn't think of any worst way to spend my Wednesday evening.

I could be killing people, getting my revenge. But no, family time it is.

"Um, boss?" I cock up my brow and turn at the familiar voice. I look down first and notice the full set of black clothes. My gaze reaches his face and I almost want to thank him here and now, but I can't, not just yet.

"Yeah?" I ask and feel the disappointment of my father from here. I roll my eyes and shake off the thought and watch as Justin takes in a deep breath.

"Can I have a word?" He questions, I nod as a reply but Justin soon adds to his sentence. "Outside." I raise my brow and get up out of my chair and follow Justin outside. The air suddenly hits against my body and the cigarette smoke is also roaming off of Justin who clearly has had a rough day as well.

I watch as Justin paces back and forth only to make my skin get hotter and my frustration to grow. What could this be about? And here is when the bad just gets worse.