---> While writing this, my eyes couldn't get off his face. Darn, what a perfect face!

Giovanni Leone Santorini's POV

"The biggest news on earth that until now, people are still talking about. Giovanni Leone Santorini press charges against Salvo Giudici. People who love Salvo Giudici for his kindness and charitable contributions couldn't believe he's a murderer. Do you think he is guilty?" the anchorwoman looks at the man on her right in the newsroom, Stephen James Johnson, a disbelief smile plastered on her face.

"I don't know, Dara," he chuckles. "What more interesting is that Giovanni is now marrying the only daughter of Salvo. Isn't it interesting?" The man in a suit shaking his head as he stares at the beautiful anchorwoman, Dara Melvin.

"I know right?" Dara pipes in. "It's been a year and a half since Salvo acquitted and found not guilty since the evidence weren't sufficient enough to prove that he's guilty.If you look on the video that we got from a certified source," then a video of Salvo in the courtroom, with me and the family of Enna waiting for the verdict to be announced. "For some reason, Giovanni doesn't look angry or fuming after the jury revealed their verdict." Dara looks at the man again then back to the camera.

"I would be thrashing here and there, just to beat that old man to death if I was him," Stephen laughs at his lame jokes. "Just joking," he said between laughter.

Dara continued reporting when she sobered from laughing, too. "And, here's why? The tycoon businessman, known for his habitual philandering and savage business techniques, is now finally tying the knot, and my dear ladies, hold your breath for this shocking news. The woman who stole his heart, it's no other than the only daughter of the family murderer, Athena Giudici-"

I took the remote control and turn off the TV before Enna would hear it. Clenching my jaws, I reach for my phone that was sitting on one of her side tables. I'm in her room. Well, I actually sneak in her room, and her parent's doesn't know about it.

After a few rings, finally, Sai connected it.

"WHAT?" he growled.

"Hey, pinhead, aren't you coming?" I heard a sexy voice in the background. My forehead furrowed in curiosity and confusion. I think I heard that voice before.

"Who's that?" I asked can't contain my curiosity.

"It's the TV. I'm watching a pesky show, I'm bored." He responded all too quickly. If I don't know him well, I would have believed him, but he's Sai. He sounded unsure and I could literally hear the lies in his tone.

"Really?" I said not completely convince.

"Yes," he hissed. "WHAT NOW?" he growled.

"BABE!" I heard that voice again and I chuckled.

"I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time. I just need you to do this thing, one last time," I said as the picture of the NYBJ5 building flashed in my head.

"What?" I heard shuffling sound in the background. His voice toned down a bit.

"Burn down the NYBJ5 building. Make sure it's all ashes left the next day," I said in a very low tone, but comprehensible enough.

"Done." The he hung up the phone.

I place the phone back on the table and lay flat on my back with my hands on the back of my head as I stared at the ceiling, lost in thoughts. It's been almost two years. Though I forgave Salvo, but the gap is still there. We still hated each other's guts, but not one would know it.

When the verdict announces that he's not guilty, I didn't say a thing or pursue the trials. I saw the happiness in Enna's eyes as she hugs her dad though I could feel the guilt when she looks at me and at the same time, the gratefulness in those stormy orbs.

Eight months behind bars is enough I guess for his punishment. Mrs. Giudici who was now back to Ms. Zani after the divorce paper came out a few months ago. She was devastated by their separation, but she can't blame her mom. She's just happy that his dad is willing to make up and regretted what he has done.

"GIO!" my head whipped to her direction and she looks startled. "I thought someone just broke into my room. What are you doing here?" she strutted to the bed and I sat upright and watch her in her skimpy beige silk nightgown, looking so hot and man, I'm going to get crazy if I can't bed her tonight. It's been almost half year since I touch her. She just had our baby and the doctor said, it's not safe yet.

My eyes suddenly felt like it was spitting fire with how hot and intense my stare shooting at her direction. "Not safe yet, babe." She giggled and I groaned in frustrations, holding the urge to fill her.

"Please, when can I touch you again?" I almost sounded begging. She chuckled, her eyes brimming with mirth as she crawled on the bed and sat beside me, cross-legged. I gulped and swallowed the lump that was stuck in my throat as my eyes ran back up to her face, trying to avoid staring at her delectable thighs. Oh god, she's a teaser.

"Are you sure, bambolina? Little Gio is already four months old?" I rasp, sounding so desperate.

"I know, but the doctor said we can't yet," she explained her eyebrows cocking.

"I need to talk to the doctor. He needs to do something," I mumbled frustratedly, ignoring the throbbing blue balls.

"In two days, we will be married. Come on, just be patience. And believed me, the doctor will say the same thing," she said all too quickly and my unconvincing eyes were now trained on her beautiful face. She hasn't changed a bit. She still looks refreshing even after birth.

"Fine," I said in a resigned voice.

Suddenly, loud raps on the door snap us out, both staring at the door. "Enna!" My eyes rolled when Salvo's voice reach my ears.

"GO hide," Enna pushed me aimlessly and since I didn't expect it, I fell on the floor with a loud thud. I groaned as I felt my side hitting the carpeted floor. I just hope I didn't break any bones.

"I know Giovanni is in there," I heard him said.

"He's not here, dad!" Enna lied. We are actually in one of my resorts here in Hawaii, for the wedding.

"He's not in his suite. I'm sure he's inside there. That ass!" he sounded pissed. I rolled my eyes.

"Are you sure, he's not there?" I heard him asked.

"Yes, I'm sure, dad!" Enna's voice is sounded vexed either.

"Fine. I'll just call him-"

"FUCK, NO!" I hissed, mumbling incoherently under my breath. My phone is on Enna's side table and it's not on silent.

Just as I was about to stand to grab the phone, it rang.

Ah yes, right there, Gio. Faster baby... ahh... *moaning loudly* Fuck yes, bambolina. You are an amazingly tight, baby... Yes, cry out my name. Beg it, bambolina... Ahh.. yes.. fuck.. yes... AHHH, I'm cumming... *panting and breathing raggedly* Oh yesss... yess...

I stood there frozen with my eyes widening as I averted my eyes away from the sleek machine to Enna's thin line eyes.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Her angry voice reaches my brain with her eyes sparkling anger and all my muscles switch on to work. I quickly grab my phone and dash to the balcony door where I came from like a flash and jump over the knee-length metal railings in the back and ran like there's no tomorrow. I'm just glad she's on the lower floor.

"OH, I'M SO GOING TO KILL YOU, SANTORINI."

When I reached my suite at the end of the building, I burst into laughter. Damn, that was close! After I felt how it feels like beeing kneeled on the groin, I always made sure to keenly watch her when she's mad at me. I can't afford to lose the only thing that makes me feel so manly.

My AMIGO!

I felt it twitch. DAMN blue balls. I quickly headed for a cold shower. I thought I could get one tonight, but damn that Salvo!

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Athena Giudici's POV

BELL WAS looking so pissed. "Why didn't you tell me you had a baby? And, uncle Salvo was jailed?" she asked, guilty.

"I'm sorry, Bell. I saw how troubled you are when Rafael kidnapped your son. I don't want to add more baggage to your already full plate. I will tell you, but definitely not when you're still struggling. I don't want to stress you more.

"I can't believe I didn't notice it when I came to your place. God, I was a messed and I don't even know what was happening around me. I'm so occupied with Raffy and his dad," Bell chuckled and I felt relieved. I thought she's going to kill me for keeping all these things from her.

"Will you forgive me now?" I asked.

"We just got married, a barely two weeks ago, and I'm so happy, you found yours, too," Bell said happily as she pulled me for a hug. I'm happy that she came for my wedding. They just came back after their honeymoon in Maldives and I could see she's glowing. I know she's happy with Rafael Valiente.

"How does it feel to be Mrs. Valiente now?" I asked with twinkling happiness in my eyes.

Her eyes sparkled with love and pride. "I'm so happy and at the same time, I'm still haunted by all these girls link to him. But now that I'm carrying his name, he better not cheat again. I'm going to chopped his dicks off and feed it to him!" Bell said in a determined voice and I chuckled.

"That will certainly what I'm gonna do if Gio will cheat on me!" I grit out shaking off the bad thoughts off my head.

I saw Rafael and Gio walking to our direction. They both looks magnificent with only their jeans and shirts. It's hard to pick who had the most outstanding face. Both had ridiculously gorgeous yet dangerous face, that even Hades and Zeus would envy.

"What are you girls talking about?" Rafael curled his hands around his wife's waist and pulled her closer to his chest. Gio snakes his hands around my waist and tugs me closer to him. We are facing the ocean now, sparkling blue waters, with soft breeze kissing our bare skin. I was wearing my white sun dress, that barely reach my thighs and underneath were purple bikinis. Bell was wearing a stripe white maxi dress with a white bikini underneath.

Tomorrow is the big beach wedding, and we are merely taking a load off from the wedding jitters on the seashore, watching the surfers, the sailors, and people jet skiing.

I leaned my head against Gio's side and I felt his lips on the top of my head. "Shouldn't you be resting for tomorrow, Enna?" I heard Rafael's voice and I look at him. Bella was leaning her back against his broad chest with both eyes trained on me.

"Yes, I am." I smiled and Bell smiles at me. "You guys wanna go swimming?" I asked them after.

"NO/NO!" Both Rafael and Gio said with sternness in their voice. The two sounded twin and acting like an identical twin. I rolled my eyes and I caught Bell rolling hers, too.

"You guys are party poopers!" Bell whined and I agreed.

The two didn't say anything. I knew they intentionally ignored us and just brushes off our innuendos.

"Why are you two here, anyway?" Bell asked as she turns and face Rafael. Rafael's hand was still on her waist.

"I need my vitamin U," Gio said but his eyes trained on me, grinning wickedly at me. I knew what those hot stare meant, leering at me, and I could feel my lower part tingled, with my nipples hardening at his innuendo. I suddenly look at Bell wide-eyed, feeling my cheeks warm in embarrassment, and she was laughing hysterically. Rafael shook his head.

"I never thought you would be this cheesy man, but darn, I had to use that trick to my wife." Rafael chuckled and I couldn't contain but smile.

"That's the lamest pick-up lines I've ever heard," Bell said between sobering laughter.

Gio shot her a daggering look. "Hey, don't look like that at my wife," Rafael glared at Gio playfully. "Where's Isaias and Vito, anyway? I didn't see them since we arrived yesterday," Rafael drops the topic and he looks around.

"They will arrive tonight," Gio casually replied.

Rafael nodded. We need to celebrate your last chance of bachelorhood tonight then," Rafael suggested and Gio nodded.

"NO GIRLS!" Bell warned and Rafael chuckled, but I could smell submission in his tone. "Of course, mi esposa."

Bell snorted.

"You heard what Bell said, Gio. I'll send your chopped dick to those girls if I found you cheating!" I glared at him, half-heartedly.

"There's no other girls that would perfectly fit my amigo, bambolina. Just only you," he grinned and pulled me to his chest. I smacked his chest. I was glad when I saw Rafael and Bell walking away from us, following the trail of walkers along the seashore.

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Giovanni Leone Santorini's POV

I WATCH Enna as she walk down the purple carpet -as the theme, in my direction. Sai and Vito are standing on either side of me while Rafael and his wife, Tatiana who was known as Clara Bell is on the first row of chairs with the other bridesmaids. The only family I considered who was loyal to me. Some of my zios and zias, and some cousins, I never hang out with are here. Friends and relative of Enna were here, too.

White sandy beach against the backdrop of glistening serene blue waters. It was perfection. The weather is nice and clear with soft breeze soothing the blistering bites of the sun rays on our skin.

The music stop and then followed another one, "Kiss me" by Ed Sheeran.

Settle down with me

Cover me up

Cuddle me in

Lie down with me

And hold me in your arms

And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck

I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet

And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now

Then I saw her with her parents on either side of her. I sucked in my breath as I saw how beautiful she is with her dress. The portrait neckline of the dress gives off a timeless elegance that made her shine, added to the wide genuine smile plastered on her face. The intricately embroidered lace over double-faced organza with a fit and flare skirt look classic and so elegant with her wearing it.

Kiss me like you wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

You wanna be loved

This feels like falling in love

Falling in love

We're falling in love

Settle down with me

And I'll be your safety

You'll be my lady

Her face glowing with happiness, her eyes glistening. My glistening eyes were trained on her as she slowly marches to me. My heart is pumping furiously against my ribcage with the overwhelming happiness overflowing me. Warm feelings enveloping my whole being.

I quickly wipe the stray tear who managed to escape my eyes and smiled as they all stood in front of me.

"If she comes to us crying, be better hide your balls before I'll rip it off-"

"Dad!" Enna glared at him and he smiled at her apologetically.

"I will entrust you our daughter and I hope you'll not cheat on her and love her dearly." Ms. Zani, previously known as Mrs. Giudici said, and I nodded. I hug her and shook Mr. Salvo's hand before taking Enna's hand.

"White tuxedo suit you well, Mr. Santorini," she beams at me.

"You looks stunning, bambolina," I beamed back at her. "I so badly want to rip this off you, bambolina." I grinned wickedly and she blushes.

"They can hear you," she glared playfully. I grinned.

The presider started the ceremony and my head seems floating the whole time. With her beside me, her scent assaulting me, it didn't settle me the whole time. "May we hear the vows of the groom," I heard the presider said and my heart rate picks up a pace. I thought I would be fine, but now I'm in front of her and of everyone, I felt suddenly unsure and the confidence once I had is slipping away.

"The day I first saw you, restrained, damsel in distress, I felt like I found the worth of my life. I'm here to live to protect you, makes you happy, and to love you forever. On this day, my dream came true. The day I've been waiting, to make you mine completely, forever. You are my light, and you've shown me more love than I've ever known. Your smile brought the sunshine to my dark world. I promise to hold your hand every night and to never let us lose our spark, even my amigo resigned." I grinned wolfishly as I slip in the ring on her finger and kisses the back of her hand. She smiled with tears in her eyes.

She took the other ring and said her vows with our eyes locked. "I never thought I would find happiness in your arms. It still surprises me that such wicked man like you would stick to me until today. Until now, it still feels like a dream. You, here, saying our vows." I felt her hands shaking, with her voice as she spoke. The emotions swirling around her fuse to mine and my throat felt dry. I could feel the tears threatening to fall and I blink it back. I involuntarily wipe the tears from her eyes as she continued to say her vows with our eyes still locked.

"Until today, the day that I told you I loved you, the day that I knew I was going to marry you, that was the best day of my life. I promised to love you forever, even if your amigo resigned." I chuckled and the crowd did. I look at the ring she slowly slips on my finger and as soon as it sits on my ring finger, I pulled her to me and crush her lips.

"EHEM!" The presider made a fake cough and everyone laughs.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounced you husband and bride. You may now kiss the bride-"

I pulled her to me and picks her up on her waist and her hands automatically wrap around my neck as she hovered and met my lips. We kiss for like hours. Seems like the crowd fades around us and there's only us.

The feeling is indescribable. She's now my wife. Mrs. Athena Santorini. Mine, body and soul.

Two years later ...

"I didn't mean to burp ... excuse me!" I sang as I made a burp sound. My barely one-year-old boy that looks exactly like his mom, stormy gray eyes, sharp-pointed nose, and so cute face, giggles. My little Quinn Lucas. He was wriggling and stretching his legs as he watches me intently, with a big smile on his face.

"I didn't mean to burp! Excuse me!" I sang again and he giggles all the more. I've never thought being a father would be the best in the world. I

"Gio, I swear to God. If he won't finish all his milk, you're going to drink all that milk!" I heard my wife from the washroom. I wriggled the nipple around his plump lips and he started sucking again with his eyes trained on me.

"Come on, bud. Drink it all so daddy would be safe from mommy's claws and I'll get a treat later when you're napping with your brother," I grinned.

The thought just made my blood pump furiously throughout my body. I quickly shook my thoughts off before I will had another blue balls. Yes, since we had our boys, I always suffer from blue balls. They are my cock-blockers, but I love them.

"Pardon me, excuse me .. I shouldn't act so crudely .. I'm sorry that was rude of me ... But I ate too much food you see," I sang as I smiled to my son. He's almost done with his milk and I'm so proud of myself.

"Daddy, mommy!" I heard my little Gio coming towards us. His little footsteps rapping upon the floor, mixing with his tiny screeching voice. "Daddy, mommy!" he called out and I hear his little feet running towards our room.

He swung the door open and revealed my little ball of energy that looks my clone when I was his age. Amethyst eyes, unruly hair that looks like it was hit by a tornado, and structured nose. "I don't want to go to bed yet, daddy," he started crying and my eyebrows furrowed.

"Come here, bud." I cocked my head to the side, beckoning him to come closer since I'm holding Luc while feeding him. I scooted close to the arms of the love seat in the master bedroom and my eldest son sat beside me, wiping his tears.

"Good. Wipe those tears, bud and listen to daddy. Boys don't need those." I said in my big voice. "Boys doesn't cry, alright?" I said while looking at him occasionally and he nodded.

"Sir Gio, I'm sorry," I heard Dita said standing at the doorway. She looks apprehensive. My son nestled himself against my side, and I knew why.

"It's alright, Dita. My wife will put him to bed later," I said and she nodded, then left.

I felt Luc thrashing his face sideways and I realized he was done drinking his milk. I place the empty bottle on the table in front of us and sat him on my lap while talking to little Gio. He's two years old and very talkative. A chatterbox. Before he reaches two, he can talk crystal clear. He's so smart and tenacious.

"Put Quinn down, dad, and play with me," my son whined.

"I'd love too, bud, but he can't walk yet. Daddy will play with you in a minute, alright?"

"But daddy, mommy will put me to bed soon!" he cried out as he got out of the love seat and stomped his foot, pouting petulantly. I watch him, shaking my head how stubborn he is sometimes.

"GIO!" I heard my wife called.

"YES/yes" My son and I chorused and we looked at each other, then to the washroom door where my wife just emerged, wearing my shirt without, bra on and her yoga short.

"WHY/why?" My son and I chorused again. Now, I regretted naming him after me. We always have this name problem.

Her eyes trained on my son who was holding my other knees while staring at his mom. "It's daddy, baby." She smiled sweetly, but as soon as those stormy eyes landed on me, her smile turns poisonous then it withered.

Dammit! What did I do, this time?

"It's your fault!" She glared dangerously at me.

"What's my fault?" I asked with my eyebrows furrowed, I could feel they are glued together tightly.

I stood up with Luc in my hand. Just as I was on my feet, I felt a warm water dripping on my forearm down to my bare legs, since I'm just wearing a sports short.

"FUCK!" I hissed when I realized my son just barf on me. The smell is putrid and I almost gagged. My son giggled.

"..puck!" he giggles and my eyes widened and the smell of his vomit then forgotten. My son just said his first word!

"You hear that, bambolina? He just said his first word." I squealed as I stared at my son in disbelief. I held him on both his underarms and lift him to face me. "Say it again, bud. Let's mommy hear it." He only stared at me, so innocently. Watching my eyes and lips as I spoke.

"Say, FUCK" my eyebrows cocking, encouraging him to say it again.

"PUCK .." he giggles.

"Daddy is so proud of you," I said enthusiastically, as I gave him a feathery kisses on his plump cheeks and he giggled all the more.

I was smiling like I just won a lottery as I look at my bambolina with pride. I met his eyes that were in thin line, pursed lips and hands on her waist, glaring daggers at me. "What did I do this time?" I asked as she looks hot under the collar.

"You look so proud. Did you realize what he just said? You are teaching our boys bad words," she strode towards me. When she was close to me, she rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Please take Luc to the washroom and you both need to get cleaned up."

She squatted in front of little Gio. "Why are you still up, baby?" she asked in her soft and mellow tone. I quickly walk to the washroom to clean my son and me. I sat him in the middle of the long bathroom marble counter with double sink. The washroom is beige white, with tub liner and wall mounted large long white carved bathroom vanity. under mount sink, cabinets, and mirrors.

I grab some small towel that was neatly tuck in one of the cabinets and pulled one while my other hand was still holding Luc. He was making funny baby sounds and giggling that warm my heart deeply. I was smiling as I turn the water tap on and waited till the water warms up, then damp the cloth before wiping his mouth and face, then undressing him. I also wipe my hand were the gross liquid ran off.

I pick up Luc and he cried as soon as he was on my arms, wriggling his way off back to the sink. He likes to play with the sink.

I ignored his wailing. "Shh.. let's play in your room," I kissed his cheeks and he giggled as soon as my short stubbles touch his skin and tickled him.

His laughing sound is just the best sound. It's like music to my ears and it's so contagious.

I threw the damp cloth in the hamper that was sitting in one corner and as I turn to the door, my eyes caught something white on the edge of the white marble bathroom counter. I curiously walk towards the thing and my eyes bulged when I realized what was it. It's pregnancy stick. I knew it because she tried that when we had Luc.

I look at the lines and there's two.

She's pregnant!

Damn! I'm a striker.

"You better nap now, bud," I whispered to my little man who was staring at me then yawning occasionally. It's passed twelve and it's time for his nap. "Dad needs his lunch treat, too." I kissed his cheeks and then held him against my chest. He automatically leaned his head on my shoulder and I could feel his breathing slowly evening out.

AS SOON as I place him in his crib, I gave him a kiss and quietly dashed out of his room to our master bedroom. I saw her on our massive bed. She was reading a magazine, with her back leaning against the headboard of our bed.

"Bambolina," I drawled huskily.

"Hmm.." her response. I slowly took off my white loose cotton trousers and my white v-neck shirt and left only my boxer short.

I quickly crawled into our bed and joined her. "The boys are down, bambolina," I hinted and she just hummed again.

"My amigo needs his sleeping pills too, bambolina," I purred desperately. She chuckled and casually place the magazine on the bedside table and face me.

"How bad is it?" she teases.

"SO BAD!" I pouted and she chuckles. The rooms temperature is slowly burning us both. Her eyes turn darker.

I pulled her on top of me and she squeals. Every day, I find myself falling over and over on her.

"Then kiss me, babe, while the boys are napping," she purred and without further ado, I captured her lips and she kissed me back with the same passion. Each time we kiss it always feels like our first time.

I rolled on my side with her, and I was on top of her. Her hands curled around my neck and pulled me to her. Our kisses deepened and becoming demanding. Soon we are both lost in our kisses, our body heated and our hands all over our body, feeling each other.

Ah yes, right there, Gio. Faster baby... ahh... *moaning loudly* Fuck yes, bambolina. You are an amazingly tight, baby... Yes, cry out my name. Beg it, bambolina... Ahh.. yes.. fuck.. yes... AHHH, I'm cumming... *panting and breathing raggedly* Oh yesss... yess...

Enna pushed me off her. "Answer that damn phone. And please, change that ringtone!" She blushes while glaring at me.

I crawled out the bed and grab my phone. I saw Vito's name flashing on the screen.

"VITO!" I yelled gruffly, and I heard a laughter behind our door. "SON OF A BITCH!" I grit out and picks up my scattered clothes and put it back on, ignoring Enna's remark.

"God, why did I fall on HIS WICKED WAYS?"

THE END

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A/N: I hope this Epilogue has met your expectation. I'm sorry for the long wait. I made it longer because I'm going to miss them.

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