31. MEMORIES, THREATS AND BEAST

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XENIA'S POV:

I was standing in front of the closet rummaging through the clothes with a white fluffy towel tightly secured around my body when I came across a familiar light pink dress. I took it out carefully and ran my hand on the lacy fabric.

We bought three of this article in different colors for my twenty first birthday

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We bought three of this article in different colors for my twenty first birthday. One for me, one for Rosalina and one for Alexandra. I remember them dragging me a day before my birthday to the mall for shopping and also because Alexandra was pregnant and was craving Ricky's donuts.

Alexandra and Dante met in college and after eleven months of persuasion from Dante, she agreed to date him. The day they both graduated, Dante proposed to her and she said yes. She already knew about the family business since Dante did not want to keep her in the dark for long. At first, she locked herself in her dorm room and didn't come out for a week. I went to talk to her and somehow managed to convince her to open the door.

She let me in and we talked for a while which mostly consisted of her cursing my brother for making her fall for him and me patting her back awkwardly. I coaxed her to see Dante and spent a couple more hours knowing each other and watching movies together.

'Communication is the key to any relationship, if you fail at it, you fail at your relation' Those were my exact words to her. She did not take much time to adjust with us as she was already familiar with everyone at the house.

Dante did not move out because he was the Don at that time but that did not mean they didn't take vacations every six months.

After Adrian was born, he used to spend most of his time with me. I practically raised that kid and loved him the most.

Dante made Alexandra take self defense classes from our best female fighter. Me. I also taught her the use of gun. Lucky for me, she was a fast learner. I am not a patient woman.

Arms wrapped around my stomach and he kissed my semi wet hair.

"You've been standing here staring at this dress for the past ten minutes." Xander said.

"You remember this?" I asked pointing towards the dress and he nodded giving me a sad smile.

"You always noticed, didn't you?" I asked again and turned in his arms so that I was facing him.

"Glad you're not blind anymore." he teased and I hit his chest lightly.

"I-I always thought you liked those pretty fake assed bimbos more." I frowned playing with the button of his crisp black shirt.

"I always knew you were jealous." he smirked.

"Whatever. You remember the first time you called me Eva?" I asked looking in his steel grey eyes.

"Yeah. When you caught me in bed with one of my 'dates' and you ran away, crying." he shifted uncomfortably and scratched his neck.

"You said and I quote 'I'm so fucking sorry, Eva'." I replied and a small smiled played on my lips.

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