Mafia's Angel

Chapter 5 'Yes'

~Alesso~

             "So you are telling me that you found Bice outside dancing in the rain, she doesn't want to go home and doesn't have her parents there so you picked her up and brought her here? Am I understanding this correctly?" Me and Gio look at each other nodding and mumbling in comformation.

"Yeah basically." Gio responds. His voice laced with worry as he plays with his thumbs looking down at the floor.

"Okay then." Dad says, leaning back into the couch, throwing his head back, and releasing a deep breath. "Do you have any info on her parents?" We both shake our heads no, our mother listening closely.

"Dear you don't think that she could be an orphan?" We all look at our mother who is stareing at our father wide eyed. It all breaks out heart at just the thought of that little angelo being an orphan she deserves a loving family and everything a little girl could want. You know dresses and ponies, crap like that.

"Maybe but I think it is more likely something happend." Dad responds in a gruff tone of voice rubbing his chin but before we can go into details about his assumtion, out of the corner of my eye I see Bice. Peaking her head out from the door post.

"What are you doing Princess?" Everyone turns their attention to Bice as she hides behind the door post. "I know your there, come on out." I see her walk out the image of her in my t-shirt sends me toppling over the edge in a cuteness overload and here I thought she couldn't get any cuter but here she comes stumbling from my shirt every now and again. The sound of her small padded footsteps on the carpet finally stops as she reaches me, looking down at my shirt and up at me. Holding her arms out. I pick her up.

"Wu need to shrink, Awesso." I chuckle as she plays with my hair, standing on my lap.

"Why?" I ask still laughing.

"Cause your clothes will shrink and ten I can fit into tem." I hear Gio next to me laughing so hard that he is now wheezing for air before falling off the couch.

Crazy bastard.

"Soo tan wu shrink Awesso cause tis is tu big?" She mumbles looking down at the shirt and holding up her arms. The shirt sleeves rolling down her arms as she looks up at me with those big brown doe eyes. Fuck, how in the world is a kid this God damn cute. I don't think I will ever be able to let her go.

"I wish Princess but I can't so we can get you new clothes and then I won't have to shrink. Okay?" She nods and sits back down on my lap, her back to my chest and her head leaning on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around her before looking back up at my parents. My mom pracitcally dying of cuteness her eyes wide and bottom lip pursed as she holds her hands over her chest. I hear Lizzie clear her throat as we all look at her. I didn't even notice she was here. Damn, I really need to become more aware.

"I have to speak to you all later." Dad looks at her nodding in comformation as Lizzie jestures to Bice who is now playing with the string of my hoodie. Mom puts her hand on Dad's, Dad entwining their hands togther.

Bice turns to Mom and Dad, tilting her head again. She does that a lot, I've noticed.

"Du have a pwetty face." She whispers, Mom looking at her, her eyes shinning with love and admiration.

"Aww thank you, you are very pretty too." Bice blushes and goes back to playing with my hoodie string as I play with her curly hair, twirling it around my finger.

"Beatrice can I ask you some questions?" We all look at Dad as he looks at Bice. Bice's eyes wide as she stops playing with my hoodie string.

"Otay." Damn it she is too fucking cute. It's funny how little this girl know that in the 1 hour she has been here, she already has the Visto family falling to their knees in pure aw of this little angelo.