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𝐃 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐄 • 𝐑 𝐔 𝐒 𝐒 𝐎

The sun set not long ago, it's now midnight. I'm in the gym throwing punches at the boxing bag, losing my shit over information I now know.

I decided to give a small hug to Alessia during the afternoon, she was desperate and had fallen over, she opened her arms widely and all I could do was scoop her up. The question ran through my mind of... How are we going to tell her?

She's too young to understand, would she even want me to be her father? How would my brother and father even take it?

I continue to beat up the boxing bag with millions of questions racing around my mind, the door creaks open and I'm not even distracted, whoever it is can speak loudly for themselves.

"Dante, can we talk?" I scoff.

"We did that this morning, didn't we?" I say slyly, I keep punching until the boxing bag was swinging too aggressively. Luna's hands suddenly held onto the bag, forcing me to stop just in case I hit her in the process of releasing my thoughts.

"I want shared custody Zaffiro." I spit before she can even get in a word, I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. My hair is a mess, the sweat is already making its way down my face.

"You want that? You believe me?" She looks like she's about to cry.

"Of course I want that, she's my daughter too. And I found out secondly through Cameron, I may have gotten him to do something for me."

"She already loves you, you know?" She chuckles, the memory of eating pancakes with her today and holding her softly after hurting herself does say it all. "Plus it wouldn't make much difference anyway, we're always here." She adds with a laugh. I nod in agreement, there is no way I want her to back away now, not with my daughter living here.

"I have something for you." She mumbles, God I hate it when she mumbles. She takes her hands away from the boxing bag and rummaged into her bag pocket of a new pair of baggy shorts.

She pulls out the silver unique chain, I look at her and she walks closer to me, closing off the distance so I can smell her freshly brushed teeth.

"I believe this is yours." I open up my hand and watch as it is now suddenly back in my possession from around  six years ago.

I take a moment to analyse the jewellery my mother had given me all those years ago, she loved my brother and I, we loved the one our father wore so she got two more specially made ones. We both cried that day, two teenage boys who were fully grown, cried over receiving a piece of silver. Back them my brother was the deviant one, so he never cried.

"Want me to put it on you?" She asks sweetly and I decide not to deny the offer, I give her back the chain and bend my head down so she can get a better angle instead of having to reach so high.

Her fingers fiddle with the clasp as she brings the silver around my neck, the coldness erupts the sudden goossbumps all over my chest, her fingers are warm and soon calm down my body's defense mechanism. They stroke my skin and the click of the clasp reveals the chain is finally on.

I look down and watch as the room light hits the chain magnificently. I find myself touching it, thinking of my bother and back when I was sixteen.

"It's beautiful you know?" She smiles at me and I nod. Matches my mother.

We both take a seat on the floor, finally relaxing our muscles from the tense conversations we've constantly been having.

"I want to take Alessia out, just us two." I blurt out, I want to get to know my daughter and if this is the only way how, then so be it.

"Dante, she isn't a doll though, you must feel legit about all of this, this is our daughter we're talking about." I growl at her response, of course I'd look after her, she's my child too.

"Can I? Tomorrow?" She looks up at me with shock in her eyes, but she finds herself nodding.

I notice her fiddling with her fingers and that's when I reply, "I'll take good care of her Luna, I'll even get Cameron to drive us around so we have back up." She nods and I see the weight being lifted off of her shoulders... Who knew I had a child? Who knew I could handle it so well? The news is still raw, it's still a shock to my system, but something about it feels right.

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The next day soon arrived, not like I got any sleep, I was still walking around in my office, planning how to tell my loving brother and my father that I have a child I never knew about.

I pace back and forth, a knock emerges on my door and I reply with hesitation. "Come in."

I watch as Bruno comes in with my father, knowing I want to speak to them, but not knowing why. I take in a deep breath and suddenly feel nervous. No woman has ever made me feel nervous, let alone a six year old little girl with gorgeous blonde hair like her mother and blue orbs like her father.

"Cosa c'è che non va figlio?" [What's wrong son]

"I have a daughter." My father's face was blank, he didn't understand. But Bruno had a smile on his face, happiness laced around his expression and I suddenly felt the worries soon slip away.

"Alessia." My brother spits out, I nod lightly and watch as my father's eyes to wide.

"That child?" He questions and cocks up his brow, I reply with a simple two word answer, 'It's complicated.'

"That was obvious, have you seen her eyes?" My brother chuckles, "Plus she gets on amazingly with Violetta, don't get me wrong my daughter is loving, but it takes her a lot to let someone in." Everything continues to match up, Alessia is mine. And always will be.

A faint knock on my door emerges and suddenly opens, I watch as the little person comes strolling in with a beautiful sky blue dress on.

"Do you like my dress?" She asks full of confidence, getting that from me, my child.

"I love it." I state and watch as she waves at Bruno and my father, they both wave back and throw a smile at her until her gaze suddenly hits mine again.

"Mumma said you're taking me out today with CamCam!" I raise my eyebrow, must be a new nickname for Cameron.

"I am, would you feel better if your mother came along?" I get down onto her level and look at her in the eye, she shakes her head and pulls on my hand, playing with it in the air. That's my girl for being independent.

We look back and wave goodbye to my father and my brother, Cameron is already stood in front of the double doors waiting for our arrival, ready to take us to where ever my flower wants to go.

We take a seat in the car and suddenly Luna comes rushing over with worry laced around her face.

"She's fine." I attempt to be supportive but I suddenly feel the aggression creep up on me, it take in a deep breath and feel Alessia's hand in mine, suddenly taking away every ounce of aggression. I smile at her and watch as she looks at her mother with keen eyes.

"You going to be okay baby?" She asks in a worried tone, I allow Alessia to answer and then I listen in.

"Yes mumma!" She exclaims and claps her hands, both Luna and I chuckle and she waves goodbye.

We're on the road and Cameron asks Alessia where she wants to go, of course the child would say ice cream shop. So that is where we'll go for my little one.

Hey! Sorry this one was a little short and sweet, prepare for the next chapter! (It's going to be great)