Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Enzo Romano

**10 Years Later**

Myla sat with her hand resting on the edge of the window. Her hand supporting her head and her other holding onto mine.

After 10 years, her beauty still hadn't changed. Our fingers where laced together as I drove through the streets of Italy.

I checked my rear view mirror, their our 5 kids lay sleeping. Dante, Bella, Valentina, Zeta and Royal.

My girls where lucky, they got their mothers looks, brain, and definitely got her stubbornness. My boys, they got my looks, my impatient nature, and my temper.

I seriously needed to get that sorted.

It impressed me that in the last 10 years Myla and I had managed to get married, have our kids all with 2 years apart from each other and still keep romance high in our relationship.

The other day I had dropped the kids off at school, Myla put Royal down for a nap, and waited at the top of the stairs for me getting home. Butt ass naked.

I didn't complain.

Myla turned to me, her eyes sleepy but she refused to sleep as we drove through Italy back to see our families.

We haven't seen them except from facetime every day for the past ten years.

"Are you happy to be home?" We where home for good and ready to run our mafia again. "Yeah, I'm ready for the kids to see everyone aswell." She peared over shoulder at them.

"Its us. Myla. Just like always." She squeezed my hand as I pulled up the driveway of the Mendez mansion.

I stopped outside the house, Myla got out first taking out Royal from his car seat as I helped the rest out.

"Myla! Enzo!" Selena came tumbling towards us, my mother not far behind her. "I've missed you both so much." My mother said wrapping her arms round me in a tight hug.

I turned to the kids who were all staring confused at us. "Mama, who's that?" Valentina said pulling at Myla's hand. "Its our grandparents dummy!" Dante scolded her. I sent him a dissaprooving look.

I really needed to get a hold of his attitude I didn't want him getting my temper more that what he had already innheritied from me.

My mother picked up Bella and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Dante and Bella where older so where able to understand the long-distance family relationship we had now.

Myla, the kids, Selena and my mother walked into the house along with Luna, Angelina and their kids. Angelina had a daughter a few days after we landed in Scotland. It also just so happened to be the day we found out Myla was pregnant with Dante.

"I would ask you how Scotland has been, but I seem to think you have been to busy in the bedroom to see the country." Matteo said in reference to my kids. I rolled my eyes giving him a hug. "I've missed you brother." Luca added walking up and hugging me also.

"I've missed being home. But now Myla and I are here to work. We need to take over the mafia like we did ten years ago. We have kids who need a legacy now." I said as we followed the woman inside.

"You will give those kids the best life you could ever have imagined Lorenzo." My father said resting his hand on my shoulder.

We made our way into the kitchen, Everyone sat down between the table and kitchen island. While the kids ran around playing. Myla sat at the island, I wrapped my arm round her and stood behind her.

I was happy to be back home, ready to take over my mafia again and work with my wife.

My mother made a large Italian meal for everyone, Myla, Luna and Angelina helped serve whilst my brothers, father and I sat discussing business since we had left.

From what I know so far, Sky was actually undercover for Fabiano. I wasn't ready to tell Myla that yet, I would wait until she was angry, she wouldn't take her anger out on finding Sky.

After dinner was done, I put the kids to bed and walked into Myla and I's bedroom. I cold hear the shower running. Assuming Myla was in there I walked out and stood on the balcony.

I had missed Italy. A lot. So did Myla, but we both knew we wanted and needed this break. It had lasted longer that what we planned but regardless, we were happy.

I felt to soft hands glide up my back and rest on my shoulders. I could already smell her perfume. "Want to go to bed?" Myla whispered in my ear, before trailing kisses down my neck. I turned round and was pleasantly surprised when I seen my wife completley naked.

"You better hope the kids don't come in." I joked, squeezing her ass. "The doors locked, the beds warm, and I'm horny." She smirked pulling my shirt and walking into the bedroom.

"Myla..." She pressed her finger to my lips and pushed me down. She got on to her knees, pulling down my suit trousers.

Who am I to deny my wife?