𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃
(This is NOT an incest story!!)
19 year old Avyana, also a very known assassin in the underworld known as Angel, living with her twin Alessio.
For the first 5 years of the twins' lives, they lived happily with their two parents an...
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Avyana's POV. — 7 months later.
"Congratulations, Miss Moretti! You have a baby boy!" The doctor exclaims, congratulating me over the wailing sounds of my baby boy. A huge smile is present on her freckled face.
Let me tell you something—birthing a child is excruciatingly painful! I do NOT recommend it.
And because when I got to the hospital I was too far into labor and they refused to give me the fucking drugs!
"Good job, Sweetheart. I'm so proud of you. Thank you." Kayden—whos been at my side throughout my entire pregnancy, being incredibly helpful and supportive—praises me, leaving a small feather light kiss to my temple.
"Oh jesus—" I choke out, tears welling up in my eyes again from looking down at my son, "Kayden, he's so beautiful." I whisper.
"He is, my love." Kayden nods, looking at our baby in my arms with love swarming in his brown eyes.
Our baby is absolutely gorgeous.
He looks like a miniature replica of Kayden with his fairly tan skin for a newborn baby, thick lashes, and lots of small freckles outline his button nose.
He has my eyes, though. The most beautiful hazel eyes. He has golden flecks in his eyes, a contrast to the bright green and deep brown.
F A M I L Y
"Oh. my. God!" My mom squeals at the sight of my baby.
She rushes over to the baby—but before she speaks to him, she stands beside my bedside, checking on me to make sure I'm okay.
"Oh, I'm so proud of you, my darlings girl." She coos, pressing a kiss to the tip of my nose along with my forehead.
"Thank you, mom." I whisper to her as she looks down cooing at my baby.
"The Boys aren't here yet, but they will be soon—Oh! Oh my goodness, what's his name?"
"His name is Angelo, Mom." I smile. Angelo Amias Alveraz. Our firstborn son.
F A M I L Y
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6 years later.
"AGHH, FUCK YOU KAYDEN!" I scream in agony because I'm birthing yet another one of his children.
"You're doing so good, baby." Kayden coaxed.
"One last push!" The doctor encourages, but I just scream.
"YOUR DICK IS NEVER COMING NEAR ME AGAIN, YOU HEAR ME, KAYDEN ALVEREZ?!" I scream.
Holy motherfucking God I forgot how painful childbirth was.
"I love you so much ,baby. Keep going. You're okay." Kayden coos, smoothing my hair back.
"You got this, mrs, last push i can see the head!" The doctor says for the 500th time.
"AGH FUCK! YOU SAID THAT LIKE 5 TIMES ALREADY!!" I yell at him in pain.
no matter how many 'I love yous' and 'good jobs' Kayden says, THIS HURTS LIKE A BITCH.
I push more and then I hear a cry of a baby. my baby boy, oh god, I love him so much already.
"Congratulations, Mrs, Alvarez, It's a boy!" The doctor tells me with enthusiasm.
finally done.
I let out a breath, and they handed me my baby boy.
"Miguel Matteo Alvarez." I tell the doctor, a soft amile stretching across my lips.
"He's beautiful." I whisper, pressing a kiss to his small forehead, carefully handing Miguel to his Daddy.
Miguel looks so small and tiny in his father's big tattooed arms. Jesus, I forgot how small they were when they were newborn.
* * *
"Mama!" My little 5 year old, Adrian yells, running over to me and Jayden when he spots us at the door with The twins who are 3, following with Angelo behind them.
When Jayden sees his new baby brother, he runs over to me.
"Mama, new baby?" he asks me in a baby voice. Reminds me of Milo, who is now an adult. I know, fucking crazy shit to think about.
"Yes, my love, meet your new baby brother, Miguel Matteo Alvarez." I say softly, crouching down to my other babies— well, trying to at least, since Kayden has a hold on me, not wanting to get hurt, apparently.
Angelo is now 6 years old. He's also a huge mommy's boy, courtesy of yours truly.
"Careful, baby." Kayden says from behind me, resting his big arm around my waist from behind, even though theres a massive height difference, not wanting me to hurt at all even though he put our damn baby inside me!
"Mama, I wanna baby sistew." 3 year old Kyson yells in excitement, scrunching up his face, his little nose wrinkling up.
"Oh, well, you know we don't have any baby girls in our family, but maybe." I say softly and tap his nose, then pressing a kiss to his head softly.
My mother was watching the kids and let me know the rest of my siblings are going to be here soon.
"I wuv you, baby bwothew." Kyson says and kisses Miguel's nose.
After my boys say hi to their new brother, I hear a knock on the front door, and I go to answer it, but Kayd tells me to rest.
I swear I'm fine, though.
My brothers, who I've gotten closer with, brought their sons, and they all said hi whilst I greeted my mother and father.
My family is complete. I have an amazing husband who is the love of my life and an amazing father, 5 sons, and a perfect house, but why does it feel like something is missing?
There's this emptiness, aching in my chest, but I can't pinpoint it.
I'm happy, though. My family and life are full of life and light. But could it possibly get brighter? I wonder if it will be surrounded by darkness in the future or brightened by something.
Or someone.
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AHHHH
WTFFF THIS IS THE END (for now😉)
THE EPILOGUE IS COMPLETED (Took me a damn while), BUT IT IS DONE 😭
IF ANYONE HAS ANY RECS FOR BONUS SCENES, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE COMMENT UR IDEAS.
