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I yawned, turning over to see my love who was snoring loudly. Lovely. I slapped him awake and he jolted, opening his eyes and giving me a strange look. "Ow!"

I rolled my eyes, giving him a smile, "good morning." He huffed, turning over and attempting to snooze again but I shook him awake. He groaned, turning towards me and giving me an annoyed look, "yes, my dear?"

"Have you thought about it?" I asked, playing with my hands and not meeting his eyes. He sighed, pulling me to his chest and stroking my hair, kissing my forehead. "You said you would sleep on it. ." I cautiously said and he nodded, sighing again.

"I don't know. .Vincenzo won't be happy. ."

"I know, I know," I replied quietly whilst playing with his nipple. "It's just. .I-I can't live like this anymore, neither can the kids."

"I can't just go up to my ruthless brother and go '0h, hey, bro! Mind I leave the mafia?' He'd kill me. It's part of our blood." I nodded, feeling guilty.

I wanted to leave the mafia, go start a new life - a safe life for me and my family. We couldn't stay anymore. Whilst Alex was at school, a man came and tried to 'pick him up' when really he was going to kidnap him. If I hadn't came on time, my sweet little boy would be lost. I couldn't live like that anymore.

I understood that the mafia was part of Dante. His family had been there for generations and generations - the first and only Italian Mafia. But I had feelings too. My kids couldn't live like that. They couldn't be dragged into that mess.

"Val, I love you," he kissed my head again. "I'll try . . I just need more time." I tried my hardest not to snap at him. Two months I had been waiting for an answer!

"Okay," I replied, kissing his bare chest. He flipped us over so I was under him and kissed my cheek. "I will get an answer to you soon," he said, genuinely. I nodded, "I love you."

"I love you too."

I cried out in pleasure as I felt him enter me, about to move again when we heard the sound of a baby crying from the monitor.

"Fućk."

-Mia-

I had cried myself to sleep for a couple of days. Ever since that argument with Vincenzo, I had felt the feelings I had when we broke up coming back to me and it was horrible. A sharp pain in my chest, it felt as though my heart was literally breaking.

It was awful and I couldn't get him out my head. It was painful whenever I saw him going into his bedroom with women or seeing them leave his office, their faces flushed. I hated it so much.

I told myself to be confident and ignore them but it was hard and I couldn't do that. I couldn't stand strong when I saw him with other women. It hurt too much.

Bianca was in jail. The mafia had underground jails and Bianca was in one of those cells. I had no idea what they were doing to her but I was guessing that it wasn't pleasant.

My eyes were hurting from the amount of this I rubbed them after crying. I took a shower, gently rubbing some warm water over my sore eyelids. I dried myself and wrapped a towel around me. I went into my room and got changed, hair drying my hair and putting it into a loose ponytail.

I slipped on my shoes and went into the kitchen, grabbing a breakfast bar before eating it on the way to Vincenzo's house. Going in, I placed the wrapper into the bin, watching as a maid walked past me and out the door, her hair messy. I sighed, going into the closet to get some cleaning equipment.

I was cleaning the living room when I heard footsteps and the sound of a baby crying. I walked out to see Dante in Val's fluffy pink dressing gown, holding Matteo who was crying his eyes out.

I smiled as did he. "Morning." He gave me an odd look while bouncing Matteo up and down. "What happened to your voice?" My throat was sore from crying and I instinctively touched my neck. Clearing my throat, only to wince, I replied with, "I have a bad throat, that's all." It was hoarse and sounded like I had a cold. That's what crying yourself to sleep for days does for you.

"You sound like an old woman," Dante bluntly said as I rolled my eyes, grinning. "Gee thanks!" I took Matteo from him and he immediately stopped crying and cooed quietly as he closed his eyes. My grin widened as Dante gave me a shocked look.

"Woman's touch."

He spluttered, groaning and going into the kitchen and I followed him. He was making some milk with formula for Matteo while shaking his head. "He always calms down around Val or you." I smirked, bouncing Matteo gently. "He likes me." Dante rolled his eyes passing me the bottle which I gently pushed into Matteo's mouth.

Unexpectedly, the door opened and there entered a woman - a maid wearing a Victoria Secret lacy and short dressing gown with only her black bra and thong underneath that could be seen. Her blonde hair was messy and her cheeks were red but she came in looking confident as ever.

"Hey, do you know where the whipped cream is?"

I bit my lip hard as she blushed even more, giving us a coy smile. "Boss wants some." I hated how dirty it sounded.

My heart pounded against my chest and I felt the urge to cry. Dante rolled his eyes, passing her some and she thanked him, winking before leaving the room.

"Mia. ."