When V moves away from Italy with her baby boy Angelo she lives a life full of drama, pain, heartbreak but also insanely good times. V wanted to get away from her life in Italy. Promising herself she'll do anything to keep her little angel safe. One...
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It's 5pm right now. I've been in my office all day, Angelo, Miles and Mia have been keeping me company.
Mia and Miles mostly argued and me and Angelo laughed at them.
My phone starts to ring, I grab it off the table to see my dads name written on the screen.
A smile makes its way onto my face. I answer the phone and place it against my ear.
"Hey dad. You alright?" I say while typing out notes on the house design.
"Hey beasty. Yes I'm alright are you?" His voice is laced with worry which makes my brows scrunch in confusion.
"Yeah I'm okay. What's up" I ask warily.
He lets out a sigh "I heard about Greyson showing up beasty. And please don't deny it, Mia already filled me in. You don't have to do this" he rambles on.
My heart starts beating fast at the mention of his name "dad, I'm not doing this for him. I'm doing this for Sophia and Blaze" I rasp out, feeling my throat dry up.
I grab my coffee and chug some down "Beasty, just think it through. I don't want you getting hurt again" he whispers.
"I'm okay dad. Now is there anything else you called me for?" I direct the subject else where.
He sighs, seeing I don't want to talk about it "yes there is. Me and your mother are throwing a ball and we want you to attend".
I smile at the mention of a ball. God he knows how much i love those things.
Mom and dad have always had a thing for throwing balls.
"Yes dad I'll be there. You already know you don't have to ask" I let out a laugh.
"Yeah I know. You love balls, how could I forget" he chuckles.
We talk some more before we say our goodbyes and end the phone.
I look at the time and see it's 5:30pm. I pit my blazer on and grab my bag.
"Come on Angelo. Let's go home" he places his hand in mine as we walk out my office.
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Me and Angelo step out of the car hand in hand.
Camera lights are flashing as reporters are swarming around us.
"Violet, how Is your company doing?"
"Are you seeing anyone right now?"
"Why are you a single mom?"
"Is it true your designing The Greyson knights house?"
"What are your connections to Greyson Knight?"
The usual questions are thrown at me but the last ones throws me off guard.
How do they know that?
I keep myself looking professional. Making sure they don't know that the last questions got to me.
