Luna is a sixteen year old teenager with a past that no sixteen year old should have been through. After years of abuse and violence, Luna finally finds a way to cope after all the trauma she's been through. SURVIVE. That's Lunas goal in life, what...
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Today was quite an interesting day. As the previos don of the Italian mafia I still like to help my son the current Italian mafia don.
"Papà, le cene sono pronte." My sixteen year old son Orlando says after knocking. "ᴅᴀᴅ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀs ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ."
"Sto andandoson." I said before standing up and heading toward the dining room next to my son. "ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ sᴏɴ."
"How's school?" I ask.
"It's school, papa." He answers before arriving where the rest of the family is at. Where all six of my creations are and nine of my brother's kids. They all live here since we prefer them to go to school together. Romeo lives here with her wife Aurora and their children. My other brothers live separately. My parents live in capital of potenza in Italy.
Expect my daughter Luna, who was taken at only two months old from one of our previous rivals.
I haven't stopped searching for her since the day she was taken. Our family hasn't been the same since. Everyone thinks she's dead but we know better.
She is a 𝓥𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓲, like hell she's dead.
I know my daughter is alive somewhere. I'll find her I'm sure of it.
I sit at the head of the table with my wife at my left and my son Alessandro to my right. I kiss my wife's knuckles before sitting down.
"Amor." I say to her before kissing her.
"Disgusting." Paolo my brother's son says.
"Oh shut up it's so cute." Viviana response with a huge smile on her face.
My beautiful Ana just laughs before we start eating the pasta she made for dinner.
Conversation flows naturally. Even though nephews always fight for the most random subject ever.
"The shipment was delivered today." My son Alessandro says.
"All in good condition." My son Aldo adds.
"That's good, are we-" I start saying before my phone starts to ring.
I take it out and see an unknown caller. My sons are looking at me.
"Ciao?" I say once I've accepted the call. "ʜᴇʟʟᴏ?"
"Salve signor Vinci, mi dispiace disturbarla. Mio fratello dottor Rossi mi ha dato il tuo numero. Sono da un medico che ho lavorato per te per un anno prima di partire per lavorare in un ospedale in Spagna. Ancora una volta mi dispiace disturbarti, ma ho una questione seria da discutere con te. Se potessi darmi un paio di minuti del tuo tempo?" Doctor Rossi said. "ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴍʀ.ᴠɪɴᴄɪ, sᴏʀʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴛᴜʀʙ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴍʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ʀᴏssɪ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ɪ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʏᴇᴀʀ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ʜᴏsᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ɪɴ sᴘᴀɪɴ. ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ɪᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴛᴜʀʙ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴄᴜss ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.?"
