Vincenzo Romano

(LA FAMILIA ROMANO 2) My world was dark and unforgiving. Until her. I had left the hope that she would return but here she is. Holding our third child. Little Isabella.

I was taking report in the living room from my two sons. Alessandro and Lucius. The two aren't brothers by blood but when has that ever mattered. They know to die for the family. And for each other. Though they are young, I want them to be ready. I am harsh on them when situation asks. I love them to death and they know it.

I feel a small tug in my sleeve. I look down to see my little girl looking up. She has her mothers eyes. But my attitude. I pick her up and put her in my lap while trying to maintain the authority in my gaze. Even the two boys smirk knowingly.

"Alright Alright. You two did fine. Now go."

They plop down next to their mom who was watching another italian soap opera with my housekeeper, that i call Zia. Apparently she has become my kids unofficial nonna. And I am not complaining. She practically raised me. Just if she could stop spoiling my kids.... I huff affectionately.

I walk over to the lot and sit down next to my wife and kiss her forehead.