Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Luca Bianco

POV

It’s later that day when I’m sitting in the basement with Elena in my arms watching the fucker think he can take advantage of me. I wasn’t someone people crossed and got away with it.

I was so fucking annoyed the nanny Maria hired was standing behind me. The woman was working on my last damn nerve. She was more worried about getting into my fucking pants than she was taking care of Elena, hence them both being down here with me. I didn’t trust this woman alone with Elena.

Watching Allessio question the motherfucker who thought I was going to let him live after trying to kill Allessio. The fucker thought I would let it slide. These assholes think I’ve gone soft. Nothing about me is fucking soft, this is why you don’t let outsiders into the family. They think they can walk all over you and get away with it.

He screams out startling Elena in my arms. She lets out a cry. I stand up soothing her.

Once she’s fast asleep again I walk over to the asshole kicking him right in the face.

I’ve been busy, I didn’t sleep a wink last night. I held a crying Elena most the morning. It’s currently almost five in the afternoon and I was spent. The second I put her down she cries. I don’t know if it’s because of the nanny or because she’s known be since she was born, but not even Maria can calm here.

The nanny was seconds away from being fired. Maggie is her name. The girl’s more interested in fucking me than she is taking care of Elena. I didn’t trust her. She was making me want to kick her out. Maria told me I should give her the day, but I knew better. I wasn’t going to call her back.

She didn’t have a job in the morning.

“Kill him…” I tell Alessio. I know he was itching for the man to be six feet under.

I walk to the elevator, the nanny hot on my heels. I don’t acknowledge her. I was so fucking close to crashing. I was so fucking tired; I haven’t slept in two days.

No wonder people always say dot have kids. I’d come from San Diego, straight to the club.

I pause looking at Elena. What would have happened to them if I hadn’t found them? Would they have made it? The thought alone scares the living daylights out of me.

The thought of this little girl not making it.

Shit I was a goner.

“Sir, Marco is here…” Maria says as soon as the elevator doors open.

I let out a sigh. Bloody hell.

I nod. “Let him in…” I tell her.

She nods.

I dismiss the nanny and give Elena to Maria so I could meet my uncle. Marco Bianco was my father’s brother and an elder, the man practically raised me. He taught how to shoot and take a man out with my bare hands.

He was old school. He was one of the main supporters of me getting married to one of the women in the familia. I didn’t want to marry. I wasn’t ready to settle down. Fuck I didn’t want to be with one woman for the rest of my life. I was fond of my freedom. I didn’t want anyone messing that up for me.

“Luca…” my uncle smiles pulling my face in his hands kissing my cheeks.

I smile at him hugging him. “Uncle…”

When we pull apart, I gesture for him to sit.

“Not that I mind, but what do I owe this visit uncle?” I ask cautiously. I trusted my uncle to have my back, it was the fact that he kept sending women to me, worried me.

I’ve been tricked into so many blind dates, I don’t know if I could handle another one. I needed to sleep not meet with another woman.

“You’ve been turning down all the women I sent you. You could have just told me. You were doing well all on your own…” my uncle looks at me like he’s disappointed in me.

I frown. “Come again?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were married and have a child?” my uncle asks.

Then it all becomes clear. He thinks Alexandria and Elena are my family.

I run my fingers through my hair. If I go along with his thoughts does that mean I don’t have to go on anymore blind dates and I won’t be sent women wherever I go?

The mere thought sounds like heaven.

I smile. “I wanted it to be a surprise…” I lie through my teeth.

My uncle nods. “A surprise indeed. Though I hear it’s a girl…” my uncle sounds disappointed again.

I nod. “Yes Elena. She’s a beauty… Looks like her mother…” I smile. I lie through my teeth. I haven’t given Alexandria a second looks since she got here.

Of course I was worried about her. But it didn’t mean I was checking her out. But I wasn’t lying Elena was perfect. Even though she wasn’t sleeping…

“It’s a shame. Though it would be good to try again for you to have an heir. It will solidify your position Luca…” my uncle says.

I don’t say anything. If Elena was my daughter, and she was my first born, I’d let my little girl get everything. The older generation didn’t believe women had the right to talk. I believed they did. Women were equal to men, to me at least. I know women who could take a man down with their bare hands.

I bite my tongue to stop myself from saying something I’ll regret.

“That would be a long time from now. Alexandria had some complications during birth and is currently in a coma. We need her to heal and be healthy before we can even think about another baby…” I tell him.

“I heard about that. It’s a shame…”

For a man with three daughters,’ he liked to belittle them and as soon as they were eighteen, they were married off to the highest bidder.

It took at least another hour for my uncle to leave, after that I went to Elena’s room to see her asleep. I went to my own room and took a shower.

After my shower I crashed. I was exhausted and speaking to my uncle took all the energy out of me. The man was a great uncle to me, but he was a terrible father to his daughters.

I knew Elena would never be treated that way. I would fucking kill anyone who so much as looked at her the wrong way.