“Watch how the fuck you’re talking about my sister, asshole!” he snaps.
Luca and I spend a few more minutes taking out our pent-up aggression on them before we decide to call it quits and give them a break for the day. We don’t want to kill them too soon. They deserve this punishment and so much more.
“Don’t forget to come by later,” I tell him after I’m done cleaning up and ready to leave.
“Yeah, I’ll be there,” he promises.
When I get back home, Mom and Dad are on the couch watching a movie, but there is no sign of my two girls.
“Where are they?” I ask.
“Upstairs, taking a nap,” my mother replies.
“You left her alone with the baby?”
“Relax, son. She’s fine. Giana has the baby monitor on and with her, in case Aria wakes up and needs anything,” my dad says.
“Sorry. I’m just worried because she’s not one hundred percent well yet,” I say, voicing my concerns.
“I know, son. It’s understandable,” he agrees.
“Are you guys staying over to have dinner with us?” I ask them.
“We might as well. I still need more baby cuddles,” Ma says.
“I’ll go check on them,” I tell him, leaving the living room to head upstairs.
“We’ll be here,” I hear my mom say after me.
When I step into our room, I see my two girls sleeping in bed. Aria is lying on her back, with the baby next to her, cuddled up. They look so cute together, I pull my phone out and take a picture.
Not wanting to leave them alone, I get into bed beside my wife and pull her into my arms, satisfied with just lying next to them for a while.
“You’re back,” she whispers, sleepily.
“Yeah. Go back to sleep, baby,” I tell her, just basking in the feeling of how content I am at spending time with my little family, even if they’re asleep. I have no doubt my little girl will wake up screaming for food in no time.
EPILOGUE 2
ARIA
Six Months Later
I wake up alone to find the bed beside me empty. Looking at the clock on the bedside table, I see that it’s midnight already, and I know exactly where my husband is right now.
The past six months have truly been unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. For one, I’m always happy these days, and it’s all thanks to my husband. I finally know what it’s like to be a part of a family that loves and cares for you and is always there to help whenever you need it.
Salvatore and my father are both dead now, and I couldn’t be happier. I no longer feel scared or worried that they’ll somehow escape their captivity and come after me, and life has been peaceful ever since. I know I’ll always have to worry about our safety because of who my husband and brother are, but they’ve both gone to extremes to protect my daughter and me, and I have all the faith in the world in both of them.
My husband and daughter make every single day worth living, and it’s amazing to finally experience what life should be like.
My amazing husband, brother, in-laws, and Giana have all been a huge help while I was recovering, and I’m eternally grateful to all of them. My princess is beyond spoiled by everyone, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I honestly can’t believe how time is flying. It feels like Aurora is already growing up way too fast for my liking, even though it’s only been a few months since she came into this world.
I don’t even remember what our lives were like before her. She’s honestly filled everyone’s lives with joy and happiness.
I get out of bed and pull my robe on before stepping out of our bedroom and heading for the nursery. I gently open the door and lean against the doorframe, watching the two most important people in my life.
My husband is sitting in the rocking chair, bare-chested with Aurora lying on his torso. As usual, it feels like my ovaries are about to explode at the sight in front of me.Tattooed God of a man, shirtless with a baby on his chest… talk about hot!
