Valentina and Valentino were sent away by their parents when they were babies. In history, the Italian and Russian Mafia's were enemy's, however, in reality; they were the opposite.
The twins got sent to live with the Petrov's, no one would think t...
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Since I was fourteen I had a love for the night sky. The stars, the bright moon, the mystery inside the dark.
Although it's scary. The dark. A mystery that hides inside, danger that lurks. It facilitated me but terrified me.
So, as I sit on my bedroom balcony and stare into the night sky, I find comfort in the fact that my loved ones might be looking at the same sky.
The same moon. Same stars.
The same darkness.
Although the distance separates us, one thing ties us together- the moon and dark.
I take another drag of the cig in between my fingers and recall memories from my past. With the people I miss well- person- who I miss.
The love of my life.
Three years ago...
A laugh escapes my lips as I feel Dom's breath on my neck. A genuine smile on both our lips as we fell on my bed.
Dominic hushed me with a smile on his face, "don't be loud. We are trying to keep this a secret , remember?" I rolled my eyes and lay on my back, staring out the ceiling.
"For how long?"
He sighed, "we need to ease Tino into it somehow. Your his twin sister and given how he reacted with Mateo-"
"Mateo isn't you, Dom. Tino didn't think Mat was right for me and neither did I... but this time, I know your right for me; and he's my twin so he will know too."
Dom lay on his side, facing me as he twirled some of my hair in his fingers.
A moment of silence passed and I everted my gaze from the ceiling to grey eyes that I had fell in love with.
I always thought grey was boring, gloomy colour. But as soon as I realised I fell in love with a certain grey pair of eyes, I realised how beautiful the colour actually was.
I had known Dominic for three years in the AO and I never thought that we would become like this with each other.
Laughing. Sharing our darkest secrets. Protecting each other with our lives. Constantly thinking about each other. Sneaking loving glances from across the room when my brother isn't watching.
I smiled and sat up, walking to the window and stared at the sky; letting a trains of thoughts run thought my mind and out into the clear, dark sky.
