Growing up not knowing her father and living with a mother that could care less about her.
Finally having enough of her mother Justine moved out after inheriting a large sum of money from her uncle and with her she took her little sisters.
What wil...
I opened the door and came face to face with a group of men, all wearing suits and carrying fire arm.
The fuck are they?
I stare up at the man directly in front of me. He was buff and covered in tattoos that stick out on his arms and his neck. He had thick black hair that was pulled into a back bun, in the porch light I could see his perfect jawline he was so tall I would say about 6'11 - 7'0. His grey eyes were red and puffy from crying, but it was barely noticeable in the rain and dark. He looked so familiar.
"My baby girl" he whispered. I say a certain emotion flash through his eyes but as soon as it came it was gone. "You look just like me "
"Daddy?" Tears steam down my face. I ran into his open embrace, I've never felt so happy and at home.
I pulled away from the hug and ushered them out of the rain and into the house.
After getting them dry and offering coffee they were all warm and comfortable.
"Ummm.......What's your name?" My dad asked scratching the back of his neck and looking slightly embarassed
"Justina Mezahav" I smiled at his cuteness
"Well Justina, they are my brothers Prince, Chris and Hayden"
My uncles looked alot like my dad. They all had thick black hair and were covered in tattoos. Uncle Prince was just as tall as dad was, but he had short cut hair and a leaner body that went well with his brown eyes that looked almost black.
Uncle Chris gave me a goofy smile everytime I looked at him and gave off a laid back and playful vibe. He was a bit shorter than my dad but looked the same, the only difference was his hair was really curly.
Uncle Hayden gave off a dark vibe however. He looked more like my father's twin. He didn't talk much or seem to like being around people.
".......And I'm Killian" I snapped out of thought and turned my attention back to my father.
It was getting late and since there were enough rooms in the house they retired to bed leaving me with my father.
We talk for what felt like forever. He seemed more like my best friend than my father even though he didn't seem like an open person.
We say in the lounge and ate the chocolate I bought earlier today. "Wait, how'd you find me?" I forrowed my brows.
"Your uncle was a boxer and since he left all he owned to you and you're a model it was quite easy" he bragged.
We played 20 questions and some other games and talked a little about ourselves.
I found out we have the same birthday, January 1, he has 2 son a few years older than I am. He's 41 years old and his father died a few years ago. He is infact Italian and has been living in north Carolina a couple of years now when he found out I was here in America. His favorite color is grey, he likes wolves and he owns a couple of businesses.
"Since we're here talking I'm going to just lay it all out on the table" he said running his hands down his face. I motioned for him to continue and we both sit up straight, all fun and games aside.
"Justina I'm a part of the Italian mafia and I don't have much time left" he explained.
"What do you mean 'you don't have much time left'" I asked knowing exactly what he meant.
"I've roughly got a year left to live, my oldest son, KJ will take over from me in the mafia when I die but I want to spend the time I have left catching up with you"
I hadn't noticed I was crying until dad reached forward and wiped my tears. I smiled sadly at him and he hugged me tightly. I cried until I fell asleep.
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Beep.......Beep.......Beep......
I through off the covers and exposed my body to the cold air. For the first time in my life I felt complete and the first thing I did was smile, a real genuine smile. I don't even know how I got here. Dad must have brought me up here when I fell asleep.
I did my usual morning routine picked out an outfit to go with the cold weather outside.
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I woke the girls and as usual helped them get ready. They did their usual complain about 'why do they have to go to school'. I mean come one it's only the second day of school. They picked out matching outfits and had me curl and leave their hair half up and half down.
I got a text from Alex saying they'd left early this morning to grab some stuff from their house before mom woke up.
We all scrambled down stairs to the kitchen,the twins racing each other ahead of me. I replied to Alex's text while I walked down stairs.
I heard ear piercing screams coming from the kitchen and ran to find out what was happening.
I saw Kay and Jay staring at the kitchen full of half naked men sipping coffee at the island.
"Who are they?" Uncle Hayden and the twins ask in unison.
My mind kinda went blank for this chapter since I have no idea how to put love and affection on paper. LOL. Like💜 Share💜 Comment💜
