CHP 5 :- Real Identity & Family

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Valentina's POV

Alessandro's words rang in my numb head like a drum.

He is my elder brother.

The old Mr. is actually my real father.

I have siblings--8 to be precise.

And they are waiting for me in Italy.

"Valentina--"

"No ! You are lying." I said but the grave face of Alessandro clearly told me he wasn't lying to me.

"I am not lying." Alessandro said, sternly.

"No ! You are lying to me. I-I am not your s-sister." I said but a shiver ran down my spine when I saw Alessandro's dark warm brown eyes going dark.

"I am saying the truth. You are my only sister." Alessandro exclaimed sternly yet darkly with clenched jaws and I moved back, away from him.

He is scary !

Leonardo grabbed onto Alessandro's right shoulder and like something hit Alessandro he blinked and his eyes went back to normal dark brown eyes.

"H-How do I believe that what you are saying is the t-truth Alessandro ?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

"You have to believe me, Valentina. I am only saying the truth here. Truth about who you really are. Truth about your real family which is us." Alessandro said while staring deep in my eyes.

"And what's my real identity ?" I asked but his reply shook me to the core.

"You are the only principessa of Moretti's. You are the princess of Italy. That is your real identity."

"Princess ?" I whispered still not believing his words.

"Yes princess. My princess--Moretti's principessa." Alessandro said while looking at me so preciously.

"Valentina.." Leonardo called me and I looked up at him but I don't find much similarities between us.

He has dark brown hair while I have light brown hair. He has black eyes whereas I have hazel eyes.

"You are my biological father ?" I asked, dumbly while staring at the old man who nodded his head, quickly. Alessandro got up and Leonardo took his place on the stool.

"Yes mia figlia. I am your father. Real father." Leonardo whispered as he gazed at me like I am his most important person in the world.

(my daughter)

He called me 'mia figlia' which means my daughter. I am his daughter ?!

"Your Daughter ?" I whispered and after hearing me Leonardo & Alessandro raised their eyebrows. "You understand Italian ?"

"Si. so parlare anche italiano." I mumbled while nodding, slowly.

(Yes. I can speak Italian as well)

I observed as both of them smiled widely hearing me. They seem to be so glad to hear me speak in Italian.

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