"The minute I saw you again, I knew you were my daughter"
Amyra Romano
Daughter of the Italian and Spanish mafia, Romano Princess. What happens when at the age of 3, her backstabbing father takes Amyra away to the cold lands of the Russian Mafia, le...
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Hearing little pitter patter of footsteps arrive closer and closer to the my bedroom door, the door opens only to reveal my little Amyra with her stuffed lion toy and her curls a fuzzy mess, running through the door. "Mamma, mamma mamma" she repeated with her cheeky smile on display, glistening.
She had attempted to jump up onto my bed, only to fail and earn a pout from her, I chuckled, lifting her up onto my bed, hugging her small body against mine. "Happy birthday my little treasure" I state, kissing her face all over, hearing her giggle immensely, Heaven to my ears. "Thank you mamma how old am I ?" asked Amyra clearly confused on how old she is today, "three my love, wow, your turning into a big girl now" i replied earning a chuckle from my precious baby, she buried her head into my hair and threw her arms around my neck, giving me a cuddle, to which I gladly complied with. (My butterfly)
I'm so grateful for la mia farfalla, to have a girl in this family, I'm mean I have my 7 boys who are such gentlemen that love each other and myself but, it was like there was piece missing from the puzzle, which is why when I found out I was pregnant again, I was beyond amazed and surprised that I was finally having a little girl. (My butterfly)
"Shall we start getting ready for your special day?" "will there be chocolate cake?" "there will be as many cakes as you want darling" "then yes" this kid and her chocolate cake, I hoped out of my double bed which was yet again empty, I picked up Amyra and carried her with me to get ready. Alejandro hasn't been in the house for weeks, his jealousy is getting the better of him. I swear it's like ever since I've taken over the mafia, he's been supportive of me and more than proud that for once a women is boss of a mafia, but he's always been secretly envious and angry that he didn't get it, but regardless he loves me and his children with all his heart.
I walk into Amyra's room, and go into her closet to pick out her outfit, I would ask her what she prefers but she's in her own little world, laying her head on my chest and playing with the ends of my hair, with her curly hair tickling my chin. I picked out a short sleeve blue dress since spring time is airy and some sandals to match, as I got her dressed, I notice her stare into my eyes with curiosity, this isn't a first time, being a three year old she must be curious as to why mamma's eye are two diffrent shades, but every time I catch her staring, I just make a funny face and she giggles it off. I quickly style her hair in a pony since her hair is a piece of work. "Alright my love, mammas gonna get ready now, how about you go get your brothers up?" "Alright mamma" as she gets off the since top in her bathroom with my help and she gave me a kiss on the cheek before she leaves, that girl will be the death of me.
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Once I had gotten ready, I walked past the living room and see my 8 bundles of joy, huddled around each other with blankets and pillow, eating bowls of cereal and watching Princess and the frog like their lives depend on it, it's no doubt that Amyra wanted to watch it, and the boys gladly made her wish come true , doing anything their sister desires.
