Many years have passed since Hope took down her biggest enemy almost killing herself in the process, but she never expected them to survive.
She will protect her family no matter what, but at what cost?
Alliances will be formed and truths will be re...
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Relief flooded through me as I held my daughter in my arms and I just never wanted to let her go again. I could smell coconut as I ran my fingers through her hair making her hug me a little tighter.
I stepped back slightly to look at her face, my hands on either cheek and that's when I saw the bruise that my son gave her. Whenever I looked at her all I saw was myself, a girl who's worries should just be about school and crushes on boys. Spending time with her friends and family without fear.
Mila won't have that if I stay in this life, and I refuse for her to end up like how I have. It's no way to live, the amount of heartbreak I've had to suffer is something no one should ever have to go through.
"Tu hermano va a tener una parrilla cuando lleguemos a casa."
"It was an accident mum don't worry, I've given him plenty of bruises over the past few days." I rolled my eyes as I pinched her cheek and stood straight to see the man who answered the door to me just looking at me. A younger version of him slowly walked over and stood by his side.
The resemblance was uncanny, midnight black hair and golden bronze skin. Tattoos trailed their bodies, one caught my eye as they were both the same. Miles shifted behind me snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Mum this is Enzo, he's a friend and this is his dad." My daughter spoke with a smile, Enzo shot her a small wink before looking at me.
"It's great to finally meet you, and blue I thought we were more than friends."
"Yeah right, little miss nun..."
I swiftly elbowed my brother to stop him from finishing that sentence, he groaned in my ear and pinched my side.
"Miles can you go and get the car ready before I rip up your pokemon collection." I clenched my teeth together.
He started to run the back of his head and looked over and Enzo and his father who looked quite amused right now.
"Whaaaaat... I don't have any pokemon cards, they belong to erm Hunter."
Mila let out a giggle and Enzo's father smirked and took a step forward, "It was nice to meet you, Miles, I'd do it as a ladies threat is very serious."
The way he looked my brother up and down, a hunger brewing up in his dark blue eyes. They trailed after Miles as he quickly left the house in a hurry pulling out his phone. Probably telling Isobel to hide his collection from me.
I turned to see him looking at me and I noticed his pupils dilating, the blue being overtaken by the blackness. He definitely had an intimidating aura about him that made anyone back off, but when you deal with scary men most days you become immune to it.
"Well I must say you don't look old enough to have a seventeen-year-old daughter, you are very beautiful.," he took my hand, "where are my manners, my name is Mark. Me and my son are fairly new into town."
