Darkness.

5| not what I expected?

"Finally I get to meet you after, wishing for years that you'd come"

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Roberto's pov

Now we are standing outside the mansion of my youngest children. It has been one hell of ride to get here and not murder this women named Daine. She allowed our babies to move out at such a young age! It only means that they have no one except each other. Another reason to add to the pile on why it would be hard to gain their trust.

I must say this mansion is absolutely beautiful. The modern architecture blended with a bit of Spanish architecture as well. This  darkness was set perfectly, that feeling of coming home after work and enjoy a peaceful evening, nothing to bright to noisy, to loud just peaceful. At least my children have good taste okay. "Dad are you coming?" My second eldest Alexander asked me. "Yes son I am" I walked up to the door.

I could feel my wife tense next to be. I grabbed her waist. "It is okay my love do not worry" I reassured her. The door open to reveal a man in his late 50s. "Good day, my name is William. I am the butler Mnr Salvatore and Ms Salvatore is waiting in their studie please follow me" with that he turned around. I am so impressed with this house honestly. The natural light coming in from all different angles, but yet not enough to over due it.

We stopped at two massive privit doors. The butler pushed it open and went we went inside. Everything there screamed power. The walls a light brown almost black colour. 4 black leather chairs behind a massive desk each sitting en a position. Whereas the first one is at front second one a little behind with the third on right next to it and fourth one next to third one. But yet not far enough so that the person sitting there could not reach the desk.

A black L- shape couch on the right wing with a black marble coffee table in the front. At the right there was a miny bar with LED lights shining dark blue underneath the cabinets. Three massive picture windows behind, giving you that most perfect view of London. Damn this office look better then me and my wife's bedroom. I gotta do some renovations when we get home.

"These are the people who wanted to see you" I was snapped out of my thoughts when I looked at the four people sitting behind the desk. The first one. Sat up straight and held a glass of whiskey in his hand. He was covered in tattoos even on his face. He was the carbon copy of my father. He's jet black hair gelled back smoothly. His face held a blank expression and his eyes held emptiness. His blue eyes, just like my own. The second one, it was almost as if I was looking in a mirror. He had everything I had except my eyes. His eye was beautiful shade of green like my wife's.
And he looked almost as if he dared anyone of us the fuck with him.

The third one, looked like my mother the most. He's brunette hair and green eyes. His eyes held emotions, sorrow fear guilt. I do not understand why. Next to him stood an empty whiskey bottle. He did not drink all of that did he? Perhaps they shared it. All there of them had never ending tattoos. It must of hurted a lot. By looking at all three of them I could tell they resembles us all. The eldest. A fighter like my wife, a father like myself, and a leader like my father. The second one. A trouble maker like Victor, and a caregiver like Alexander.

The third one. A drinker like my brother, a funny one like my mother, a playful one like Vincenzo. But when I made eye contact with the girl I was stunned. She resembles both her mother and I. She definitely has her mother's smile my eyes my hair. Her mother's nose and big ass eyes as well. It was almost as if she resembles us all truely.

I knew she was going to be a caregiver like Alexander, a survivor like my mother, a playful one like Vincenzo, a quiet one like Lorenzo. The anger issues like Dominic, the gentleness of her mother. I could not believe what I was seeing.

This is not what I expected at all.