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—Leone is also one of your uncles, one day you will get to know him.
—Okis.
Cookie arrives to sit next to my little boy to whom I demonstrate a short game of golf where he makes fun of me when the ball doesn't land on the hole that is a few meters away from us. When he doesn't stop laughing I go over to lie down on the floor and make him climb on my body, I hug him and fill him with kisses.
—Daddy loves you a lot, right, little one?
—Shi, shi, a lot!
He claps, delighted by the pampering, when I brush the dark locks of hair from his face he looks at me again. Those eyes kill me, they make it clear who it came from and who was the demon who wanted to condemn this world with a mini beast with the cruelty of both parents.
"A Brando man can always show emotions, that doesn't make you weak or any less of a man," I tell him even though he doesn't understand much of what I'm talking about. You can go with mommy or daddy to talk about your feelings, problems or emotions in general, uncles also count. You should not keep anything to yourself because you should never carry the weight of emotions, they were made to be felt and transmitted.
—Moshiones,what is that?
—You will know one day, but when you know, do not hesitate to come with mom or dad because we will always listen to you.
-I love you.
—Anch'io ti amo, piccolo mio.
In the distance we hear a door open, he gets excited and I pick him up when he raises his little hands so that I can lift him on my body, we go with Cookie by my side to the main door and there is my princess with her school robe full of paint , her ponytail with a ribbon flying in the breeze, a yellow dotted dress and black Converse.
-Mommy mommy!
—Where is my little baby?
—Me, me.
With a huge smile on her lips I extend it to him for him to carry, he fills it with kisses and from his bag he takes out a bouquet of paper roses, one for him and one for me. I remember the time I stole one from him, it was for his children and now he gives me another one with small roses made of paper.
—Guess what?
-That?
We ask at the same time, my little one smiles like his mother always does and that makes my heart burst. I take her by the hips to take her to the dining room because I need her to eat since after going to school to work she always comes back tired and with an infernal hunger that is capable of eating me whole. Although thinking about it, I wouldn't have a problem if she ate my entire cock.
—Summer vacation is coming! —Brando applauds—. That indicates that we are going to build a lot of sand castles like last year, right?
—Shi, I'll beat daddy.
I burst out laughing, make her sit down and take a seat next to her watching how the little one is placed in the baby high chair that is in the middle of our seats. I put the bib on him, his plate and the mother gives him the exact amount so he can eat his porridge and he doesn't hesitate to put his hands in and have fun with the texture.
I kiss Emily who is quite happy because she is working on what she likes most.
—Daddy, do you want porridge?
—No, little one, I have my food.
—Ugh, he doesn't want porridge, daddy.
He is as tantrum-like as his mother, so expressive with his face like me that he makes me come closer and Brando brings the spoon with the mashed potatoes and carrots to my mouth making me feel disgusted for a moment by the texture. Emily scoffs, I smile as best I can and immediately finish the glass of water that is on the table.
—How was work, principessa?
—Incredible, I made the rose arrangements again with sheets of paper and the children were very excited because they would take an arrangement to their parents or grandparents — pinches our son's cheek and then mine, because of the baby sometimes I have to receive childish cuddles I'm not complaining after all. But I was already looking forward to seeing my mafia babies.
Brando laughs and I do too because no one can get it out of this beautiful woman's head—who is mine, it should be emphasized—that we are all mafia babies.
