Hey, choco chips,
I read a few people DM me saying how I'm being heartless to Elias and not giving him "a fucking piece of the bracelet", that's exactly the words written in the DM. I wouldn't say their name here but I know they know it.
First of all, this is my story and I will write it however I want to. You don't know anything about Elias so don't assume things.
Secondly, The bracelet is their family sign. So no they wouldn't give it to every other person. Luciano gave him a phone as a gift. They care about him and want him happy but you can't just make someone a part of your family like this.
About Lilah, they know she is their kid. Luciano wasn't sure about Elias's intentions and he doesn't wanna create a mess adopting him and all so please read the whole story to under things.
If you are gonna still DM me these stupid messages then do it. I'm gonna gave you guys ten times worse reply to that.
To all my lovely readers, love you❤️
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Third-person pov:
The Black family is staring at the door for Donato Bianchi while Luciano is sipping his coffee with a blank face glaring at the table with dark grey eyes. Levi put his hand on his shoulder with a small smile when Donato Bianchi walked inside the house with Venezio Bianchi holding a huge gift box along with two guards behind them holding around 25-30 shopping bags filled with different types of gifts for Lilah.
Dimitri grinned rushing to Venezio tripping over the large blanket he had wrapped around himself: "Uncle Zio, thanks for this such a big gift. Aww I love you so much"
Venzezio freed one of his hands from holding the gift then flicked his forehead saying with a chuckle: "Aww, Finn, sorry to disappoint you but this isn't for you"
Elias pulled his chair closer to Tristan holding his hand: "scary people"
Tristan whispered giving his hand a little squeeze: "It's fine, El. They are our grandfather and uncle. They wouldn't hurt you"
Elias nod still clinging to Tristan who smiled sadly at him and gave his hand little squeezes every few seconds. Donato walked to the youngest Black still keeping a safe distance not to scare her. He asked bending down to her eye level: "Do you remember me, sweetheart?"
She slowly and cautiously nodded her head as her ponytails moved along with her tiny head. Donato chuckled lightly: "And who am I?"
Lilah said with wide eyes: "Nonno"
Donato's heart melted right there at her adorable pronunciation as he asked permission: "Can Nonno hold you, sweetheart?"
Luciano's jaw clenched as his eyes shut tightly. He just wants to hear his father call him that childhood nickname Donato and his mother gave him. Luciano remembers the day, their mother died and Donato cried hugging him. Luciano wants to hear from his father how proud he is of him or if he still loves him even after all these things.
An 8-year-old Luciano rushed to his father with a huge smile: "Dad, I won the match and I score three goals"
Donato said hugging him tightly: "I'm so proud of you, my little Lu"
Levi pecked his hair mumbling to him: "We love you"
Luciano pulled out of his thoughts and sighed getting up then walking out of the dining room. Donato saw him walking out of the room from the corner of his eyes and sighed inside. Venezio said looking at Levi: "Go and get your hubby, brother-in-law"
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