After spending just over a month in the Bahamas enjoying married life and getting to spend as much time together as possible, we sat in Vito’s gigantic private jet on our way back home. Vito wasn’t lying when he bragged about his private jet being bigger than the one we left in, I could fully picture myself moving into this plane full time and never having any kind of issue with it. The seats were the comfiest I had ever sat in before, even the bedroom was double the size of the last one! How much did this cost to buy and keep in the air?! “Thank you.” I smile to Vito taking the bottle of water he went to get me from the fridge whilst he takes a seat beside me on the double sofa like seats on the side of the living area. “I know we have to go home and back to our regular lives, but I loved staying in our own Villa and having you all to myself.” I say with a sigh placing my head on his shoulder as I spoke, where a chuckle soon erupts from his lips as he pulls me even closer to him.

After sitting on the side of the road crying a little, Vito leads me back to the car and towards our new home. My head against the window again but this time, it wasn’t tiredness which flooded through me, but the intense gut-wrenching pain of grief. When my father was at his worst, I did wonder if I would arrive back from work one day and find him laying dead on the floor due to his days of abusing his body. Back then, it’s sad to admit that I had sort of accepted that fact and knew what to do and who to call when I found him. But now I could see the light at the end of the tunnel, and he was finally, getting better, I had silently told myself that I didn’t need to live in the fear of him passing away too soon, but I see how detrimental that had been for me now. “I need to talk to the head of security; will you be okay in the car?” Vito asks mainly looking over at me rather than Jayden, where I send him a nod before looking back out of the window whilst he leaves the car silent on

The next morning, I was stood in mine and Vito’s new gigantic bedroom getting ready and when I say this room is huge, I’m not over exaggerating! I thought Vito’s old house was the biggest house I had ever seen, but it appeared that I had lived an even more sheltered life than I once anticipated. You could probably fit four of Vito’s old houses into this place and still have much room left! I never had the chance to get the official tour last night due to Jayden going over what he wanted me to do about a hundred times so I was as clued up as I could be, but Vito promised when we get home after this job, the rest of the day will be showing me around the beautiful house. Now due to the nature of the job and what role I would be playing, I was stood in clothes I never thought I would ever again, my work outfit from the café. The black polo shirt with the café’s logo on the front sort of haunted me in some odd sense. I won’t deny that after hearing the café was shutting down and Vito e

Vito, Buster and Jayden waited ten minutes away from the restaurant in a little apartment Jayden had rented out during the weeks he had been stalking Henson. The countless hours that he sat right by the window watching Henson and taking note of all he did, people would think he was in love with the man he watched him for so long! But he knew if they were ever going to get their dream of fulfilling the last one big job, they had been planning for so many years, he would need to do something to stop the issue of Henson once and for all. Vito sat by that same window looking out into the busy street, his eyes scanning the surrounding area in case Henson’s men appear due to Henson catching wind of what was happening. While Buster sat on one of the tables playing around with the little handgun to pass the time whilst Jayden, paced up and down with his phone in his hand waiting for the text from Louis that Coraline had done what she needed to, to come through. “I can’t be the only one

Now there had been confirmation that I was indeed with child, the matter of how and when I was going to tell Vito was all I could think about. I knew I wanted to wait until after he had done the big job at the end of the week, I didn’t need him worrying about me when he’s in the situation of life and death but I also, knew how hard it’s going to be for me not to scream at him the first time we lock eyes. Every now and then, I would see Louis taking a look in the cars mirror as though he was staring at the people in the car behind us, each time he would get a little more tense than the last. Without uttering a word, he reaches into the glove compartment in front of me and pulls out some kind of gun, without looking away from the road, he plays with it before placing it into my lap. “Louis what the fuck?” I ask shocked looking down at the little metal death welding machine in my lap, I have never touched one of those things and to be frank, I never intended to do so. “I’m pretty s