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𝐋 𝐔 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐎 𝐌 𝐄 𝐙

Draco's lips crashed onto mine after he finished his sentence, the alcohol was raging in my body that I wasn't even paying attention to what he was talking about, but the actions I can feel strongly.

I push him away and wipe away the excess wetness that Draco left on my lips.

"Drac-"

"-I'm sorry Luna." He sighs and runs his fingers through his hair, the action he made was uncalled for. Yes, Draco may be a little attractive, but there is no way I had any intention to kiss him, or let him do it to me for that matter.

I decide to back away from Draco completely and go home. I walk out of the club and hold up my palm as I wait for a taxi to drive pass through the Italian wind.

Italy is a beautiful place to live in, the sandstone buildings along with the bluest sea. There is always boats roaming across the liquid, finding their destination. I've lived in Italy for ages and yet I've never been on the boats along the lake. I've always wanted to, ever since I was little. But have never gotten the chance.

I finally jump into the taxi and give Dante's address to make sure I can get home to my beauty, who is probably wrapped up in her own little duvet all washed and cleaned.

The taxi smelt like leather and freshly cleaned, we begin to drive at a slow pace which only encourages me to look out of the window to view the beautiful town.

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The next day rose. I could barely sleep the night before, I bumped into the kitchen and saw Nicolas standing there with a mug of coffee in his hands, he was broad and muscular just like Dante, but Dante is more.

I went up to my bed and tried to sleep, not that I could. Draco's lips were on mine, I didn't want them there, now it just makes things awkward.

I sigh and rise out of bed and take a shower, I go into the en-suite and wash myself off with the coconut body wash and did my teeth, for some reason I didn't feel up to breakfast this morning. Plus, I got a message from Sofia ten minutes ago that said to meet her in the pool.

I get out of the wet shower and open up a draw full of different swimming costumes, Sofia stocked up that's for sure.

"Mumma!" I turn and Alessia runs up to me, giving me a hug. I need to tell Alessia about her father. That she's living in the same house as him, she's never known much about her father, I never knew what to say. I take in a deep breath and Alessia looks up at me.

"What's wrong?" She mumbles, I know she's only little but she needs to know who her father is, but now isn't the right time... And it shouldn't just be me telling her who her father is.

"I'm okay darling." She nods and peeks into the draw that I have left oepn and gets all excited. "We swimming today? Sofia said we would after you went out! She gave me a brand new costume to wear! I'll go put it on." And just like that she ran off into her room.

I decided to go with the two peice black set, it was simple, yet every single set was thin, thong bottoms and triangular padding for my boobs. Yet, the material didn't fit perfectly around my chest. My breasts were bulging out of the top piece, but I knew the others were definitely too small for me.

I take hold of Alessia's hand and we walk down the stairs. She's wearing a pastel purple one piece which frills around the waist, I plait her hair as soon as she ran into my room to show off her new outfit.

We make it outside and Sofa's smirk rises onto her face, she eyes me up, head to toe. Probably noticing even this swimming costume isn't leaving much to the imagination. I stare at Alessia who already jumps into the pool to see Violetta who is wearing a matching costume.

They splash and swim and I make my way to join Sofia on the ground and dipping my toes into the cool water.

"That costume looks beautiful on you!" She exclaims as she splashes her toes in the water, her beautiful skin is gleaming from the sun, her hair is in a pony-tail unlike my blonde mess which is in a un-tidy bun.

"When are you going to tell?" She sighs, I look at Sofia knowing exactly what she's talking about, and honestly I have no idea, so all I can say is. "I'll feel when the time is right, but right at this second she doesn't need to know." She nods at me and stares at our beautiful daughters.

"Looks like you've got another problem behind you." She mutters, I turn and watch as Dante emerges from inside the house, he is standing outside in weirdly a plain T-shirt and some black jean shorts. Must be a day off?

He nods for me to follow him and I begin to sigh, I whip my damp feet up and walk towards him, we walk into the kitchen where his eyes are trying their best to stare at my face, but each second he gazes his orbs downwards to examine my appearance.

"What's wrong Dante?" I cock up my brow, purposely then moving around so he can get an eye-full the other side of me. I can hear the click of his tongue before he clears his throat with a growl.

"Look, you're more than welcome to have a relationship Luna, just not with my men, don't you think it'll confuse Alessia?" He looks at me and I scoff.

"I didn't kiss him, he kissed me." I then have an idea. Dante is wound up by it, "But then again, I don't have to get permission from you who I do or don't kiss." I lean up on my tiptoes reaching for a glass, fully aware that Dante is still looking at me. I fill up the glass and take a large sip of it, feeling how the condensation is dripping down onto my warm skin causing it to freeze my chest up completely.

He walks closer to me and brings his lips close to my ear to whisper "When you get cold you might want to put extra layers on." I glance down and realise what the water has done to my chest, given me goosebumps all over my chest and breasts... Causing a distraction through the tiny padded clothing.

"Fuck you Dante." I roll my eyes and walk out from the kitchen and go pack out into the pool, but all I can recall is the Italian words coming out with a growl.

I try best to repeat them back to Sofia the best I could, but all she gained from it was day off.

We suddenly don't have to wait anymore when Dante has his shirt on and jumping into the water with the girls who squirm as the water splashes them in the face.

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The whole morning consisted of Dante attempting to get under my skin, the girls have now gone inside due to the greying in the sky. The sun has gone and the clouds have appeared, Sofia said she'd help clean them up while I pack away everything outside.

I know glance to my right where Dante now has no top on and is doing laps in the pool. It's the first time he's actually taken his top off.

I pick up the towels and pop them on the bench, to then come back over and feel the cold grip of Dante's hand wrap around my ankle.

I look down at him and a smirk is painted across his face. Dante doesn't usually smile so it was peculiar do notice two small dimples either side of his cheeks. He grabs my other ankle and throws me into the freezing water. I squeal and splash Dante in the face.

"Why did you do that for?" I huff and attempt to get out of the pool but he watches me still with satisfaction. "I need to talk to you, on a more serious note." I stay put in the pool with my hands crossed over my breasts with curiosity.

"How are we going to tell Alessia?" He questions, "I really want her to know who I am, she needs to know she has a dad who will protect her, do anything to make sure she's happy." My stomach flutters with the large butterflies rolling in my belly, Dante is falling for my daughter, our daughter we made together and I wouldn't want anything more than for her to know. But Dante is unfortunately unpredictable.

With those thoughts still in my mind I glance down on the left side of his chest, black ink smothered with wriggly lines over where his heart is under all his rough skin.

"What's this?" I ask and run my fingers over the new design, he rises taller and I witness our daughters name written on his chest. It almost chokes me, it may not mean anything to anyone else, but branding yourself with someone's name is almost the animal verison of imprinting.

"You got her as a tattoo?" I look at him and tears begin to feel my eyes, I have no idea why it's making me emotional but it just brings the light over me to understand and see that Dante actually wants to have a part in my daughters life.

"My first one actually." He chuckles, I laugh back. Even better.

I attempt to sit up and out of the pool but my bra piece of the costume suddenly comes away underneath revealing more bare skin than what I desire.

"What is that more like?" I look at Dante who has fury written across his face, he is no longer passive but annoyed. I raise my brow and he touches the black fabric moving it up as his fingers pass my breast without his knowledge.

He points to my scar, I sigh and pull the fabric back down. "Did someone hurt you?" He asks sternly, the intimidation is so real I can't lie, so all I do is nod. "Who hurt you?" He asks, but straight after asks the most horrifying question.

"Are they still alive?" He scoffs, "Because if not I'll make sure they won't be anymore." His words shock me and and I stare at him, his eyes are blue just like Alessia's, his muscles on his shoulders are so visable he could probably lift anything massive.

"What happened Luna?" He runs his wrinkly fingers through his soaking hair, I sigh and begin to talk.

"My father, he wasn't a great man. But one day he had a fight with my mum. It was a regular thing but this time he raised his hand at her, I got involved which resulted into me being pushed away into a glass table." I sigh and can feel the tear drop fall from my eye. I wipe it away and continue.

"It was the first time I had ever gotten hurt, I never fell over when I was a kid, but the one time I got hurt was at the hands of my father." I was full on crying now, Dante doesn't know what to do. His face was full of revenge and annoyance, he looks like he'd murder anyone who will annoy him right now.

"What a piece of shit, I hope he isn't around, he won't be much longer." He grits his teeth and stares at me. He's tall, so even if I'm sitting at the edge of the pool slouching, Dante can still stare down at me.

"My mum was killed." He admits, I look at him and his jaw is tensed.

"I'm so sorry." I put my hand on his shoulder.

"It was a shoot out with rivals at this house actually." He sighs, "We all shot out and thought they went, but we went into the hall and there my mother was, held hostage. Her free-will taken away from her. She was crying."

He goes through the story of how Sergei had hold of Maria, crying out, he was going to kill her anyway, but Dante ran up to him in attempt of saving his mother, yet she was shot and Sergei fled. The tears from my eyes re-appeared and strolled even more.

Dante looks overwhelmed with emotion, he looks like he wants to cry or hit out. "It was all of my fault." He announces. I stare at him sharply.

"You ran up to her to save her, you didn't know she was going to die." I announce yet he's looking at me. He's never told anyone, it's clear to see he's bottled up how he really feels. Feeling like he's at fault because of his mother's death. I decide to take things into my own hands and slide into the pool, I stare at Dante who is flushed with heat all over his face.

He's opened up to me. He admitted who he really is, how he really feels. I look at him along with his glassy eyes, he's broken. A broken man yearning for forgiveness when it wasn't even his fault. All he wants is a relationship with his daughter, and now I can clearly see why.

I cup his face and bring it down to my own, I place my lips over his and let the kiss become soft and gentle. He holds me in place, not allowing me to escape as he holds our kiss in place.