His Piccola

[Chapter 1]

Gone...

The people I've looked up the most in my whole life are gone, memories flash through my mind without a break, all those times when me and Alessandro stole cookies at night with the help of dad without our moms finding out, those times when we used to go Christmas shopping, all those things my parents told me before I went on a mission, I even miss how my dad used to call me a mistake when he found out my existence.

But now everything is just gone.

I dressed myself in a black lantern sleeved gown my mom got me last Christmas, I never got to wear it but I never thought I'll wear it for my parents funeral.

I walk down the stairs and find Alessandro and his mom dressed in black along with all the guards that glanced our way every now and then.

I walk up to Lucia, Alessandro's mom, to my surprise she seemed calm for the first time after finding her husband, my dad and my mom dead in their office along with our second in command, Pedro. We walk to the garage in silence almost everyone goes together except me, I get into my mom's black Mercedes and drive in silence, I needed silence, time to mentally prepare myself to see my parents in a coffin. I haven't killed many but none of those deaths affected unlike theirs.

My gaze shifted up to the rear-view mirror, noticing Alessandro's Audi R4 approaching my car. The others stayed back, letting us take the lead and they followed.

I watched as the gates open, focusing only on the road.

. . . . . . . . .

Everyone surrounded the three graves, small sobs could be heard from one or two, but the rest just stood there holding a white rose in pure silence.

Alessandro knelt down before the graves and placed his rose while muttering some words.

One by one everyone placed their rose on top of the graves until it was me, I turned to see a guard carrying Aria, Pedro's daughter, in his arms. As soon as I reached out he handed the baby to me, she looked like she was about to cry but then stopped as soon as she recognized me.

All gazes fell on me.

I cleared my throat, slowly stepped forward still holding Aria in my arms, I brought the rose up to my mouth pressing my lips against the soft petal, I knelt placing it down. I looked down at Aria who seemed to want to do the same, so I gently took the rose from her and placed it on top of her father's grave. I was surprised to see the soil before my getting wet, I stood up wiping my tears and dusting the sand off me.

I see Alessandro making his way up to me and Aria, he drapes his hand over my shoulders holding me close, "Non permetterei a nessuno di farti del male, principessa" he whispered, we drive back to the mansion with no one saying anything.

[I wouldn't let anyone hurt you, princess]

We make our way to the living room, I tell Rain, our maid, to prepare a bottle of milk for Aria.

"What are we gonna do about Ari?" Matteo asks while chewing on an apple, "I'm going to adopt her, and soon she'll be, Aria Viviana Crudele" Alessandro grins.

"But what if she wants her surname when she grows up?" I bug in.

"Then she can change it" Alessandro replies while feeding the bottle of milk to Aria. But what if Aria grows up and learns that we're not blood related? What if-

"Stop thinking whatever you're thinking, Isa" Matteo says reassuringly, "Dinner is ready Mieli" Rain yells from the kitchen.

[Honeys]

"Coming Nana" we all say as we head to the dining room, I sit to Alessandro's right with Cynthia next to me and Lucia in front, we all eat in quietly not saying much the whole time. I decided to head back to my room, it's been a long day and I need some rest.

I silently sit at the edge of the bed thinking about the day when I hear a knock on the door, "Come in" I reply , I hear the door opening and look to see Cynthia who makes her way up to my bed sitting beside me, with a heavy sigh she starts off, "I know you don't want to talk about it and shit, but just know that if you ever want to talk about it I'm here".

I silently nod with tears blurring my vision while resting my head on her shoulder, "Oh and what are you going to wear for the Masquerade ball?" she randomly asks trying to lift the mood, "No idea, would you mind getting me something when you're going out?" I say giving her a small smile.

"I better head back to my room" she looks over to the clock, "Goodnight Isa" she says as she makes her way out of the bed. "Night Thia" I say just as the door closes, with that being too tired I just jump into bed and slowly dozing off to a dreamless slumber.

A/N:

Btw this book is dedicated to my best friend, Megu.

Hope you like the book so far and sorry for making this chapter so short, I didn't have any ideas so I just decided to publish this.

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---Kimi---

07.APRIL.2024