Mafia's Baby Brother

Chapter 2

Angel's POV

"I'm sorry but who are you?" I asked.

"Angel I told you to stop opening the door for-" Papa said walking into the living room.

"What are you doing here Andre." Papa said coldly.

I never seen him that angry.

"Dad please I just want to talk." The man said.

Dad? Do they know each other?

"Fine come in." Papa sighed.

Andre's POV

I'm happy that my father let me in. He doesn't really want to see me because of something that happened in the past.

I sat down on the couch and Angel sat next to my father.

"So what brings you here Andre?" My father asked.

"I'm here for Angel I want to take him back home with me." I said.

I haven't seen Angel since he was two because my father took him away to raise him his self.

"Who is he?" Angel turned to my dad asking.

"He's your father." My dad said.

I could see shock come into his eyes.

"But you said my father died." Angel said sadly I could see tears forming into his eyes.

Hearing this made me mad. How could my father say that?!

"You told him that?!!" I stood up angrily.

"You better sit the fuck down." My father said coldly.

I just sat down because I didn't want Angel to see me like this.

"Angel I'm actually your father." I said calmly.

"B-But how?" He asked confused.

"I took you into custody when you were two so you don't remember anything." My father explained.

"But why?" Angel asked in confusion.

"He did it to protect you." I said. I don't want Angel involved in the mafia world. It's too dangerous and he doesn't need to be involved in that lifestyle.

"So why are you here now?" Angel asked.

"I want to take you home with me." I said.

Angel's POV

"But I can't leave I grew up here." I said with sadness in my voice.

"I understand that Angel, but I missed half of your life and I want to have a close relationship with my youngest son." My "father" explained.

"If I went with you, would you feel more comfortable?" Papa asked me.

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Alright so it's settled, pack your bags because the we will leave tonight." My father said standing up.

Before I went to my room he kissed my forehead and ruffled my hair.

I packed all my clothes and my teddy bear. I can't believe I'm really leaving New York. I mean yeah it's terrible and ghetto I grew up here and I will miss my friends deeply.

Well I'll see what my new life will be like.

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