ALESSANDRO'S POV

It has been four days since my birthday, and since Akila found out her parents are in Sicily and four days since we said I love you.

My heart started beating heavily at the memory, my cheeks felt warmer and my lips curled to one side. It's the third day in a row Akila wakes up next to me. She always ends up on top of my chest and I always wake up before her. Every night she makes sure to tell me how excited she is to sleep, how it feels finally getting some rest for the first time in her life. She sits crossed legs, twirling her hair in one hand and talks for an hour or two. She tells me stories about her childhood, things she tried to help her sleep but failed. And no matter the ending of her many stories, she always manages to smile while telling them, she never shows sadness or regret of her past. She wears it like a designer bag, walking with pride knowing that she survived what the world feared.

And now she's what the world fears.

I felt a smile grow on my face as I looked down at her. It also became a morning routine to play with her hair, I just can't get my hands off it. It's so soft and long, I like to wrap it around my fingers for hours, it never gets boring.

Akila wakes up at five twenty two by the second. We both discovered that the past few days, her mind awakens her body at the exact same time everyday, no matter what time she falls asleep, she will wake up at five twenty two.

It amazes me, it's cool if you think about it. She wakes herself up, her body pushes her consciousness everyday with no effort, with the sound of the clock ticking at twenty two, she's awakened, full of energy and pure of tiredness.

My eyes landed on the clock hanging on the wall, thirty seconds left. I took the last thirty seconds of her peaceful face to stare at it, to memorize every inch of her and witness the miracle laying in my arms. My miracle.

Her eyes started to blink open, her head rose, taking away the warmth she gave me. I didn't need to check the time to know it's twenty two, if she's awake then it is. "I did it again, didn't I?" she said, running her fingers in her hair. I brought my arms in the air and reached for her head, I dug both my hands in her hair and massaged her skull. She sunk into my touch, I had to hold her up.

After a few minutes I stopped and dropped my hands, her head dropped with me and rested back on my chest. I closed my eyes and laughed, when I opened them, Akila's chin was against my skin and her gaze was fixed on me. She smiled at me and poked where my dimples showed, "I like when they appear" I sighed and brushed both my thumbs on each side of her lower cheeks, "I love when they appear" she rolled her eyes and flipped herself over, getting out of bed.

I fluffed my hair and sat up, the sun hadn't risen yet, the clouds were a light shade of red. We usually wake up a few minutes before sunrise, right when the weather is cool and soft. Akila stood in front of the curtains and pulled them to the side, revealing the colorful sky. She took a deep breath and placed both her hands on her hips, "What do we have today" she asked, her body towards the glass window. I pushed my body up and walked to her, my arms hugged her waist gently as my head leaned on her shoulder. I rocked both of our bodies and stared out of the window, "A meeting" I said before leaving a kiss on her cheek. She turned around to face me and raised an eyebrow, "What meeting" I brushed a few pieces of hair away from her eyes and smiled, "Just you, me and the guys. We have to discuss more about what we need and the equipment along with our men's requests. We have to organize each category and set a schedule for their training" I finished off with a sigh and waited for her to respond. She formed her hand into a fist and lightly hit my shoulder, "Well done" and just like that, she disconnected our touch and headed to the bathroom.

I looked around our surroundings and admired the view for a moment. Trees crashed into one another, playing in the bare sunlight and cold atmosphere. It's crazy to think the world is spinning around us, revolving and changing by the second while we stand there as it improves.

"You know the view from my castle is much better" Akila's voice rang in the room, making my eyes land on her. She teased with a grin curling up her full lips. "I couldn't agree more" I confessed, walking towards her. I placed my arm around her shoulders and entered the bathroom.

Akila and I took our morning cold shower and got dressed to head downstairs. She decided since she'll be spending most of her days in my bedroom, she moved a few of her clothes into my closet. And while I thought I had many dark clothes, Akila's wardrobe came into my life and crushed mine. Almost all of her shirts, jeans, skirts, suits, shoes, even dresses are black. I knew Akila always dressed in black head to toe but to actually find out that's what she got is a whole other story. I've never thought someone could pull off dresses in only black that much, it's like she made black a million shades and coordinated them perfectly.

I remember when I first saw her outfits hung on hangers, she laughed at my face, my shock. "They're black" she smiled and nodded, "All of them" my voice was higher than usual, I was impressed after all. She gave me another nod and I only smiled in excitement. I wondered that night how could such a simple thing excite and impress me so much, I believe at this point anything she does, I would drop everything and clap at her.

"What you thinking about" her nose is touching mine, her eyes are narrowed and a grin is back on her lips. I rolled my eyes and bit the inside of my cheeks. Lately, she has been catching me deep in my thoughts and always asks what I'm thinking. It's nice knowing she's interested in my messy mind, and the adorable threats she sends me through a glare make my heart melt.

"I was thinking about your many black clothes" I moved closer and brushed my nose on her before I stood up and went behind her. "Let's dry your hair" I gestured to her wet hair, dripping water all over her body. It became one of my favorite things to dry Akila's hair, any chance I get to touch it or play with it, it's the best part of my day. Well aside from other things we do together.

After we finished Akila's long thick hair, I waited for her in the hallways to finish getting ready. A few minutes past when the door gradually opened, she walked out setting rings around on her fingers. I reached to my right hand and played with the ring she gave me. Whenever I get mad, happy or upset I twist it around my finger and it makes me feel better, it lets me express and let out whatever I'm feeling.

I've been feeling a lot lately, I like to tell myself it's great. I've only been feeling because of her and that's the greatest thing that could happen to me. She brings me light and confront like no one else, she flips my world upside down by a look in the deepen of her eyes, life change colors like her hazel orbs, it magically shift into a whole other place, like my world transferred and roamed around one person, it move and circle around her.

"Ready" she tilted her head towards the stairs, assuring my statement. She makes sure I'm comfortable and okay with every step we take, she makes sure my head is at peace but little does she knows, she doesn't have to ask because whenever I'm around her, it all fades away, she leads me to peace.

I slid my hand into hers, connecting each of our fingers. I pressed a kiss on the side of her head and guided us forward. God knows how thankful I am for having her in my life, God only knows how much I love this woman because I will never, in a million years, be able to gather the right words, the right mind. It frightened me, my own feelings towards her, my mind can't take it, my body and heart can't comprehend the amount of emotions I hold for her.

We made it down the stairs when the sun finally rose, it brightened the living room from each corner. Before I could look further, we heard footsteps. Akila had her eyes already set on whoever is approaching us, I turned to check only to find a sleepy figure of Emilion and Kira. Emilion roughly rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I don't know how you guys get out of bed this early" he said between yawns while Kira rested her head on his shoulder with her eyes closed.

"Come on" Emilion tapped on Kira's head to move, she lazily lifted herself up and took more steps with Emilion. Akila and I looked at each other at the same time, she mouthed the word weirdos and I had to hold my laugh back.

The four of us made it to the kitchen, the lazy couple sunk into the seats and we stood in the middle trying to figure out what to cook for breakfast. Kira barely held her upper body's weight but she still tried to speak, "Thank you guys for taking over this morning. We will make breakfast tomorrow, right Emilion?" She didn't even face him, she just waved her hand and he snapped out of his zoning session and answered with a yes, not knowing what he was agreeing with. These kids.

"Can you guys make pancakes" Lydia walked into the kitchen, her pyjamas out of place and her hair a total mess. I'm really starting to think we're the only normal people around this house.

"With chocolate syrup" added the sleepy figure of Armando, he barely stood straight and wore one sock on his left foot. I had to blink for a minute, maybe if I close my eyes for longer they will disappear out of my sight.

But they didn't. I felt disappointed. Akila punched my shoulder, somehow reading my mind. "Let's get to cooking, the children are hungry" she talked in a low tone yet everyone could hear her. Armando raised her a thumb up before another one from outside spoke, someone kill me. "Yes, very hungry Ms Lorzeno"

Adriano got into the picture with Lilianna on his back, he let her down next to the chairs where Emilion and Kira passed out. She sat down and scratched the back of her head, "What time is it" kill me.

"Six thirty" okay this house is over filled with these people. Why are they too many? I feel like random people will start coming in and act like I've known them for decades. Dante swung the fridge door open and threw the milk at me, I caught it in the air and set it on the counter. He grabbed a few more ingredients and stood in front of us. He gently handed the flour and eggs to Akila and gave me a griddy smile. I flipped him which caused a laugh to break out of his mouth. And as you guessed, eventually Julia arrived with Lia in her arms.

"Isn't this amazing? All of us gathered together. Magnificent" Akila didn't even try to hide her sarcasm and exchanged Armando's cocky smile he gave her. Dante was kind enough to help us, more of awake enough to hold something for ten seconds before dropping it.

We managed to make a huge batch of pancakes and cook it in less than thirty minutes. Everyone grabbed their own plates and started devouring the pancakes. The kitchen seems ten times smaller due to our number, they all splattered around the now small area with a full stomach. "Ten out of ten guys, you did a great job" Adriano said between his last bites, "Good, you should try it. Now hurry up, we have stuff to discuss" he swallows the food down his throat and leaves his plate in the sink next to the others. "Same goes to you" I glanced at the remaining three. Armando groaned loudly as Dante and Emilion got out of their seats. They waited for me to lead the way, I checked for Akila by the counter, we only had to share a look before she nodded and walked past me. "Come on princess" Akila messed Armando's hair on her way out, he looked back at us to make sure we all saw that. When no one said anything he stretched his arms out for any reaction but he got none. He eventually got out of his chair and we all followed her out of the kitchen.

Akila made us run for our lives, she walked so fast, one of her steps is five of ours, not forgetting she's shorter than all of us. Dante started to breathe heavily while Emilion wiped sweat off his forehead. The second Armando entered the room, he threw his body on the nearest chair and caught his breath. Adriano and I laughed at their ridiculous figure and Akila only gave us a repellent look.

Everyone sat around the table, eyes fixed on me. I started explaining our current statement and mentioned the Albir's arrival. "Don't discuss nor speak a word with the Albirs. Walk past them as if they don't exist and if someone forces you into a conversation or asks you a question, excuse yourself. Understood?" I got a head nod from the dark—light heads. I glanced at Akila, she moved her eyes on the other side of the table where they sat, I mumbled okay and took a deep breath. "Gerardo and Teresa Albir are Akila's parents" Armando opened his mouth and stared at me with widened eyes. "You mean the king and queen of the Mexican Mafia?" Emilion asked, blinking numerous times. When I didn't say anything, the answer was clear. Emilion rested his back on the leather chair and held his chin in his hand. "So you're the right heir for the Mexican Mafia" Dante said in realization, he turned to her and waited for something, but she gave him nothing.

"You're supposed to lead the Mafia, you were supposed to take over years ago" Adriano added in a defensive tone. Akila only tilted her head and never hid the grin growing on her lips.

"Wait. Why is your name Akila Lorenzo if you're Albir's daughter?" Dante asked this firm which made Akila push herself up and stand next to me. "I ran away from your beloved Mexicans eleven years ago. My father's name is Gerardo Albir and my mother's name is Teresa Lorzeno, she changed her name after their marriage. My mother is fully Italian and when I planned my escape, she tried to help and gave me her last name so no one suspected anything" she mocked the sentence in the end and chuckled. Her body slightest moved to face Adriano and Dante, "Yes. I am the only right heir for the Mexican Mafia, I should have taken over six years ago just like Alessandro, the difference is I would have been eighteen while he just turned twenty one" Adriano tapped his leg on the floor, craving more. "Now you wonder why I ran away?" She leaned forwards, rested her arms on the table. She smirked so bright, the whole room was staring. "And it's none of your business"

Armando was about to speak when I sent him a warning look. He released his grip around his fist and lowered his gaze. "Let's talk shipments" I changed the subject and tried to get Akila to drop the tension in the room. She straightened her back and crossed her arms looking me deadly in the eyes.  

After fifteen minutes of discussing our alliances and future shipments. I asked if anyone wanted to add anything before we end this meeting when Akila stood from her chair and took my place. Lord make this easy on them.

"We're not reviving any shipments" and just like that, the past fifteen minutes made no sense.

"What do you mean we're not receiving any shipments? We need them for training and war" Armando said, sounding a bit argumentative. "I think I'm clear enough. No shipments will be taken nor revived from anyone" she repeated her demand and walked back to her seat. Armando glared at me to do something, I shrugged not knowing what to do or say.

"Bro, okay do whatever you think is right but how the hell are we going in this war without weapons" Emilion tried to negotiate with her which worked on some levels. "I will take care of it" her answer is cut short with no further details. "How" Dante asked for more information, anything that could calm their nerves.

Akila blew air out of her mouth and stood up again. "I'm done" she told me before giving me her back and heading to the door. "You're all dismissed" Armando's shoulders fell, holding back a lot of things. "Alessandro" he reached for me, motioning his arm to her body at the end of the room. "quello che dice deve essere fatto [translation: what she says must get done]

Without further ado, I took myself and followed Akila outside. She didn't wait for me and walked down the hallway as her ponytail swung in the air from left to right. I lost myself for a few minutes, fixing my eyes on her hair moving from one side to another until I found Akila and I standing in front of my bedroom. She twisted the knob open and stepped in holding the door for me. I got in after her and closed it gently, "So what are you planning to do" I asked the one question none of them were able to ask. She groaned, knocking her head backwards and caught my stare. I swallowed at her current position and played with my hands. Is she about to eat me?

She shakes her head and lifts it back up. "I hate being questioned" she blurred out in the air and took her jacket off. I sighed and got closer to her. My arms hugged around her hips, it became one of my favorite spots to hold. "I'm not questioning your plans, love. I know you're smart, much smarter than I could ever be and I'm certain your decision is for the better" I finished off and pressed my lips on her left cheek.

My lips travelled down her neck, her collarbones uncontrollably. It grows harder every day to maintain myself around her, my need for every part of her body.

"I trust you" I said between kisses, my heart racing against my chest. My hand slipped down her lower back, landing on her ass. I gave it a light squeeze and sucked roughly on her skin. A soft moan escaped her lips, sending shivers down my spine.

"It's nine in the morning" she reminds me of the early timing but I don't care. I need her legs spread for me, now.

"I don't care" I whispered in her ear, licking the tip of it. She hungrily turned around and grabbed my face, crashing her lips on mine.

Her leg hung around my waist, I slammed her back on the wall and allowed my tongue to explore my favorite place. My legs ached with heat, burning my blood and weakening my knees.

My hand cupped her breasts and rubbed on her harden nipples. She guided my head smoothly with hers, devouring my lips until they became sore. She broke away, taking my lower lip in her teeth. She pulled it with a devilish smile, trapping my sight with her seducing eyes. She leaned in and let my lower lip where it was, I ran my tongue on it and bit the taste of her on my mouth.

"I love you" the words sent electricity through my bones, adrenaline exploding in my veins. I grabbed her waist tightly and lifted her upper body on my shoulder. Her ass found comfortably right next to my face so I kissed it as she giggled. I carried her to the bed and laid her down carefully. I took my shoes off, my inner self screaming for her body, to go inside of her and disfunction her legs.

"Nine in the morning" she screamed, throwing a pillow at me. I caught it with one hand and threw it across the room, "I don't care" I pinned down her ankles in my palms and pulled her body towards mine. I unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her beige mesh bra. I ripped through her pants and took her IN.

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