Sin and love

Hernandez Díaz?

Alexia

Dear alexia,

My sweet little baby. Im so sorry. If you are reading this something bad happens to me and I am leaving you behind in this world. I'm so sorry. I should have told you all of this sooner, but I was just so scared. You know I got pregnant with you when I was 20. It's not too young, but still very young. I meet your father at that time.
He was older and already had two sons. But his wife had died while giving birth to his youngest and I don't know. We clicked. I fell in love with him and he fell in love with me. But sometimes love isn't enough.

When I found out that I was pregnant with you I got scared you know. I was so scared to tell him and tell anyone so I left. I came back to my home town and he left America.

I never heard of him again. Not until you were three and then it was not from him, but from people who wanted him dead. They started following me because they all figured I had some kind of connection with him. Other than you I had nothing.

I wanted to keep you safe, so we moved around until I found a house and a city in which I felt safe. Turns out it probably was a bad idea to stop moving. But I just wanted a normal child hood for you and the opportunity to make friends.

I will never forgive myself for not telling you any of this sooner and not telling your father that you exist. Maybe things would have been different. Maybe we would have lived a different live and maybe you would not be standing here and read this while I left you alone.

I'm so sorry my sweet girl. But from the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew that I needed to keep you safe and I tried everything to do so.
I paid for your self defence classes and did everything to keep you safe.
But I am not here to do so any longer.

I met your father, matteo when I was twenty one. At that time he was about to turn thirty. We meet in the hotel bar I worked at, he was there for business and we talked. It wasn't until much later that I found out who he really was.

I always questioned why everyone was so scared of him and what he did to deserve that. But it was his name that made them fear his actions. He was the sweetest person I knew. Kind and gentle. But only to me and his family.
When I took the pregnancy test and searched him for the first time I found out who he really was. Matteo was nothing as I had imagined. So I ran away and never looked back, it seems like I did not ether.

I want you to go and look for him in Spain. Matteo Hernandez Díaz.

In love
You mum

I looked down at the letter in my hand. I did not realise that I was crying until Luca brushed away the tears in my cheek. "Who is Matteo Hernandez Díaz" I asked, my voice sounding weird in my own ears.

"Why are you asking Tesoro" Luca asked. I did not have it in me to even tell him to not call me that, at this point I kind of bought me comfort. "I think he may be my father" I whispered.

~hours later~

I was sitting on the plane while Luca was taking in the phone to his Dad. Luca and Alex got to the conclusion that someone was after Matteo, the head of the Spanish mafia. And who ever that was, he was after Luca too. He wanted to kill Luca and take away the next head of the Italian mafia.

If they were after Luca and Matteo it must be someone big. Because you do not try to start a war with two mafias.

Luca came back inside the plane and told our pilot where we would be heading now. Before he sat down in front of me. I could feel his eyes on me, but I did not move. I wanted to look him in the eyes, but showing pain toward him was not something I wanted to do at this point.

I could hear Luca and Alex talking but their words seemed so far gone. My father most likely was the head of the spanisch mafia. My mother died because of that. I probably have two older brothers.

I closed my eyes and fell into a sleepless dream. Sometimes I would dream about my mother dying, other times about ways I could have saved her. But this time there was nothing.

Luca

Seeing alexia like this broke me. The tears streaming down her pink cheeks made me want to murder who ever was responsible for the death of her mother. I hated her, well not hated but disliked her, but no one should kill a woman who has no connection to the mafia and her mother did not.

When I called dad he told me he would speak to Matteo, I made him promise not to tell him what we found out and dad was not happy about that. But I wanted to give alexia the chance to do so. If she would be awake when we landed.

Which she wasn't. She slept through the whole flight and when we touched the ground she did not woke up. I looked at Alexa and he told me he would stay here and look after her while I talked with Matteo. I took angelo with me, one of my most trusted guards and the crew opened the door.

In front of the three black SUV's Matteo looked me dead in the eyes. We meet since I was a child. My father and him were kind of friends. Well the grew up together and my dad was just one year older than him. Matteo had dark brown hair and the same brown eyes as alexia. There was no doubt that he was her father, because she looked like a mini version of him.

"Luca, what gives me the pleasure of you visit son" he said, after pulling me into a friendly hug. "I have a little assassin, she tried to kill one of my guards, but met him life after finding out who he worked for. We are now trying to find out who is after me and we made an interesting discovery" I started.

"The little devil I would guess" Matteo said. "Do you might remember an Abigail Watson" I asked him. "Why" Matteo asked after a moment. I facial expression changing. "The little devil is her daughter" I said handing him the letter and a picture of her and her mother.

"Mierda" Matteo cursed. He took his time reading through the letter and then stared down at the picture of alexia and her mother. "What happened to Abigail" he asked after a moment. "She was killed, four years ago. That is the reason alexia is know as the little devil" I stated.

"I have a daughter" Matteo said in disbelief.