Heaven Venezia:-
"Principessa," he started, being as tender as possible, he knelt down in front of her. His voice was calm but assertive, as he tried to find the right words to speak to our daughter.
"You know, being a Mafia Queen is… very hard work. And it’s something that’s dangerous and not for a lovely princess like you. You can be anything else, anything but that."
Gabriella furrowed her eye and folded her tiny arms over her chest like an angry little bird. "But Mama does it, and she is perfect." she declared, pointing at me. "And you said I could be like her one day, papa. I want to be like her and you!"
I had to restrain myself by clamping my lips shut not to burst into laughter watching Giovanni struggle. "Yes, but Mama..." He hesitated and meekly looked for the next words. Hi
