Chapter 3
Fino Tigri looked between his father and his uncle. Mateo shrugged at his son. “I think he heard you, Cucciolo, but I’m not sure. Atlas?”
Atlas blinked and broke his reverie. “I’m sorry, I was thinking of…nevermind.”
“What could you have been thinking about, I wonder…” Mateo smirked knowingly. “Fino was asking you a question.”
Atlas turned to his nephew who was spooning cereal into his mouth at a rapid speed. “Sorry, Fino. I missed what you said.”
Fino grinned at his uncle. “I just asked if you were looking forward to seeing Papi and Vita. Bella texted me to tell me to tell me she’s going to take me horse-riding.”
“Sure, I am.” Atlas exchanged a loaded glance with Mateo, whose expression was no longer mischievous.
‘Papi’ was the twin’s step-father, Stanley, and Fino adored
