Vida
Celina "Adriano!" I called. He loved running away and hiding from me. "Estou aqui mamae," Adriano replied. I picked him up and started to walk towards Vito's office. "Minha Vida," I kissed his cheek. "Let's go find daddy." It's been three years since the wedding. We were still living in Brazil. Vito said we would go back to the states soon but I didn't care where we were. Wherever Vito was, is where home was. We had a beautiful little boy, he was two years old. He looked just like his father. Vito was proud of his son. He took him everywhere. He wanted to show off his heir. "Anjinho," Vito kissed me softly and then kissed Adriano on the top of his head. "Let's go." Vito took us to the warehouse on the coast. Vito went straight to his office with Adriano. I stayed back to talk to An
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