Mr & Mrs Montero

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Kalani's POV

"That was fire momma bear," Eva whispers whilst we are loading the guns. We are in the kitchen whilst the quads are staying with the twins for the few minutes before we head out.

"For real?" I look at her, searching her beautiful orbs, to see if she isn't lying to me.

"Of course. What, you don't believe yourself?" she chuckles.

"Honestly, I am a bit afraid. Even Montero was scared of these guys when he spoke about them. Who am I? An Internal Audit graduate with hacking skills, a business owner who was tricked by her secretary?" I mock. Just thinking about that whole charade just makes me realize how crazy I must be right now.

"No, you are a mother of six beautiful kids, with one that is on the way. A wife to an ex-Don mafia king who handles a gun way to well for a pregnant woman, and you, my darling, are a scared woman trying not to lose any of that. Use that fear Kalani. Let it fuel you to save what is yours. I will back you up till death, my family will give up our lives to save yours, so make sure the sacrifice of all the people who have died see your happy ending,"

"Don't talk like that," I hit her on the shoulder.

"How am I supposed to speak?" she raises a question instead.

"Like you going to survive, you are talking like you going to die,"

"Oh, honey I won't die. I am just saying that just in case I jump in front of a bullet, just know that I saved you. You are going to call me sister from then," she flips her non-existent hair, as she has a pixie cut.

"Okay," I smile to her. We are done and it's not time to move. The twins will stay behind with Evan, Mr. Montero's righthand man.

"Girls, gather up," I call them, and they come through, within seconds.

"Okay, girls," I start addressing them, "We are going out. We going to bring daddy home, and we need you to stay with uncle Evan, and when we come back, we can go home. Is that okay?" I ask them. I mean, they are young, but they need to be spoken to like they matter because they do, and what they say is valid and it will always be valid.

"What if momma, we like maybe go out with you guys, and then we like stay in the car. Something like that," Dakota suggests, playing with her hands.

"Why do you wanna do that honey?" I kneel down so I am her level.

"I don't know. I just don't feel right staying with uncle Evan. He seems nice, but I am uncomfortable," she states.

"Well, we both are," Rumi adds.

"Okay, let me talk to Grandpa Montero and I will get back to you, okay?" Eva helps me get up and I head to Mr. Montero who is talking to the guys that are going to drive us there, and they are making final touches to the car.

"Mr. Montero, can I disturb you for a second?" He turns around so he is in full view of me.

"What happened?"

"The girls, they don't feel comfortable with staying with Evan. They asked if it's okay if they come with us. They would stay in the car and maybe the sniper would be on the lookout for them," I suggest, not sure how he is going to take any of this.

"Why are you asking me? Kalani this is your operation, and that means, your decisions are the ones that go," he informs me.

"I know, but I just wanted to know what decision to make. I don't want to take the girls because it's dangerous out there, but letting them stay after them telling me they don't feel safe makes me feel uneasy. What would Dominic do?" I ask him.

"Dom, I don't know," he chuckles. "Dominic changed a lot when he met you, I wouldn't even be able to fathom what he would say about his girls, let alone how to protect them the best way he knows how. But he is a father, and like any other father, he would want to protect his children. So that's my advice Kalani, protect your children the best way you know how," he smiles at me.

"We ready to leave, wrap it up," I nod, and I head back to the girls.

"Well, Grandpa Montero said it's momma's decision, so girls, go gear up, we going to fetch daddy," the both of them go running to the quads to tell them the good news. When I turn around, my dad is standing there, and I am ready for anything from him.

"Are you not going to oppose my decision?" I ask.

"Why would I do that? It's not like it's going to work," he mutters.

"What do you want me to do dad? Truely. What is it that would make you feel happy about my decisions?" I sigh. This whole journey has been about my dad not being happy about any of the decisions we have taken, and this time, I really just want to know what makes a plan solid for him, his point of view.

"You have grown Kalani, and I fail to recognize that. Over and over, I see you with your kids and I can't help but remember that you are my kid too, and I failed to protect you when you needed me the most. I guess me doing all of this comes from worry and regret. Worry of ever doing this parenting thing wrong again, and regret that I might make the wrong decision and put your family in danger. All I've been trying to do is help you protect what is yours and keep it safe too. I am sorry for letting you think I am against everything you do for your family," he states, completely warming my heart.

"Oh dad," I pull him into a hug, relieved that I got to hear his side of the story, and happy that he is able to still be honest with me.

"Thank you," I whisper. "You saying this means the whole world to me,"

"You guys done? We need to move out," Mr. Montero interrupts us, but I gladly take it.

"I swear, the Monteros are a different breed that shouldn't exist," my dad mutters, taking a 9mm from the table, and I  follow him, taking a gun, ready to ride the car to death itself to find the man that I love.

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