Chapter 3

Sienna:

Diablo and I entered the bedroom, and I couldn't help but frown at the fact that he was not telling me anything. It was as if he was carrying a heavy burden, and he did not want to talk about it. But that was not something that I could just easily accept. The two of us never heard anything from one another. The idea of him doing so now is not one that I was going to easily let go of.

In our seven years of marriage. This was the first time that he chose to hide something from me like this. But I understood his reason. I rarely ever interfered when it came to family problems, but this was something that I needed to. I needed to understand what was going on, why Alonzo was against us, especially since he was siding with my father.

“This is just the beginning. My death is just the beginning of everything, Sianna…” My mother's words kept repeating themselves for a while, and seeing her shoot herself in the head was not something that I expected to say. It only showed how devoted they all were to whatever they were doing. But I did not understand what Alonzo's motives would be. My father would be power. Why would Alonzo turn his back on us? On his friend? And the family that he grew up with?

“Leaving the subject unspoken about is not going to help us, Diablo. The two of us know that we are going to need to deal with Alonzo one way or the other. Though I do admit I did not expect him to be against us this much, I know for a fact that he chose his path the way that he did. I just didn't know that you had his father killed.” I said, watching as Diablo shook his head.

“It was not me who had his father killed. His father chose to betray us, just as his son did, only he did it in a little dirtier way.” Diablo said, making me frown in confusion. “Sienna, we are going to close the subject because I don't want to talk about it.”

I frowned in confusion at his reaction but chose not to respond. This was the first time that he's shunned me off the way that he did, and I could tell that it was for a good reason. Diablo never hides anything from me, he was not the type to do so.

“Alright, I'm not going to press on the subject. But the two is going to eventually need to talk about Alonzo. We are going to need to know how we are going to deal with him. Diablo, the man is planning something that is dangerous and if he aims to harm any of us, if he aims to harm you, the kids, that is not something that I want to have in mind. We already lost one of our children, Diablo.” I said, putting a hand on my stomach. Our child was barely born before she took her last breath.

Diablo's eyes softened, and I could tell that he read my pain. They regret that I felt that night, the regret that I felt that I couldn't do anything to help her, that I couldn't save her life. Despite knowing that there was nothing that I could do, I knew that I wanted to try doing something. I remember Diablo holding me back. And I remembered the crying. There was a lot of crying.

“I am going to get them back for them poisoning you.” He said, giving me the reminder that broke me most of all. My child didn't just die, I was poisoned and as a result I lost my baby. Our first was a miscarriage and our third passed away just before we held her in our arms.

“It never gets easier.” I said, gulping down my words as he walked towards me. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a hug and resting my head on his chest. I couldn't help but find myself wanting to rest in his embrace. At least I know in his embrace I was in peace.

“Mama!” Juliano said, calling for me. I laughed as I turned around to face our son, and Diablo smiled when he saw him standing by the door. The two of us never revealed our pain to our children. No matter how hard it became, we always managed to suppress the pain that we felt. In front of them, we knew to be the strongest way we could be. It was how we were going to build them, to be stronger leaders, to be wise and to know how to make their choices.

“Do I not get a call? And how many times did I tell you, Juliano, that you need to knock on the door before opening it?” Diablos scolded. Juliano rushed towards him and wrapped his arms around him, hugging him tightly. I laughed, shaking my head at the two of them. And Diablo, lifting Juliano in his arms, tackled him playfully.

“It seems to me that Juliano is not going to listen to his father's tackling, but then again, I doubt that he would have been any different than his father's to begin with.” I teased, making Diablo laugh.

“Auntie Maria was telling us that she wanted us all to be at the dining table. We are going to have a nice dinner together and she asked us to call you. She said that she is going to accept no excuses and that I am not going to be punished for speaking like her.” Juliano said, making both Diablo and I laugh.

“Well, you can tell your Auntie Maria that Mom and Dad are going to join you at the dining table. However, if she has speaking like her again, you are going to be punished. A little time out would do us justice, wouldn't it?” Diablo said, teasing our son, whose eyes widened in surprise.

“But, Papa…”

“No, but the last thing that we want is for you to end up being a second version of Maria or your sister. You already have a younger version of her I do not want my son to be so too.” Diablo teased. I shook my head at the two of them before rolling my eyes.

“Well, I am going to go and take a shower. I believe that you too Juliano need to go and take care of your studies. Don't think that I don't know that you have missed a homework. I'm not commenting about it right now, but it does not mean that I like it. Now please go to your room and take care of that homework. I'm going to come and check on it later, okay?” I said, and Diablo raised an eyebrow at our son. I never let him in on things like this, especially since I was the one who often took care of it. He already had enough on his hands, the last thing that he was going to need to take care of or think about is something like this.

“Now, now, what did we say about missing homework and not taking care of your schoolwork?” Diablo said, putting Juliano down. Juliana looked down at his feet, avoiding his father's eyes, and Diablo shook his head.

“I will do the homework today, papa. I promise I will not do it again.” He said, and Diablo looked at me. I gave him a slow nod before Diablo nodded, allowing him to leave. He turned to look at me as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me to his chest after Juliano closed the door.

“I didn't comment because we were not in the country. I know that he gets upset when we leave and that is why he tends to miss them.” I said, and Diablo hummed in response.

“I didn't ask. I know that you do more than your best. And sometimes it is not even recognized.” He said, cupping my cheeks and kissing my forehead, letting his lips linger there for a few seconds. He pulled away to look me in the eye before a smirk played on his lips, making my eyes widen in surprise as he lowered his hand to my waist, squeezing it.

“Diablo!”

“I hear that a certain wife is going to go and take a shower. I believe that I can join her, you know, it has been a while since the two of us have been in the shower together. No…?”