FAMILY

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"I did not give them the gift of life,

Life gave me the gift as them."

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Screaming .....

Crying....

I was directly pushed into the delivery room.

I was overwhelmed by pain. I felt as if a truck ran over me.

I was sweating buckets.

Surrounded by strangers.

Hardly holding onto my conscious.

I did as the doctor instructed me to do.

So much pain,

So much suffering,

But it was all worth it when I heard them cry.

"Both the girls are healthy."

Hearing that I let go and fainted.

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They were so beautiful.

I couldn't help but admire Samara.

As I hold these two sleeping beauties in my arms I felt a surge of emotions.

As their godfather, I'll protect them for the rest of my life.

As the next leader of the Pavano Family, I never planned on loving someone or having my own family.

Growing up in a mafia family I knew how cruel the mafia really is.

Your subordinates may kill you,

Your cousins may kill you,

Uncles, Aunts, Brothers, Sisters.

Even your own parents are no exception.

Yet here I am standing in a hospital room with my sister, holding two newborns and feeling extremely satisfied.

Family.

This word never really hold any meaning to me but with these two totally unrelated girls it was the only word that came to me.

Emila a hot-headed straightforward girl I saved when she was sold in an auction.

Thinking back to when I met her I couldn't help but smile.

It was just another day with Guns, Sluts, and heroin.

I was attending an underground auction with my subordinates which was nothing new to me.

It did not come to as a surprise when the Anchor introduced the last item, the highlight of today's auction as a 20 years old enchantingly beautiful virgin.

What surprised me was how calm she looked as if ready for anything.

She looked amazingly strong and attracted everyone's attention.

I don't know why but I bid as if hypnotised I paid a sky-high amount for her.

Not because I fell in love with her but because I found a companion in her.

In some sense, she was like me lonely, with all her guards up.

After living together for 3 years we moved to a new country. There we meet Samara, Samara was like us in some ways yet totally opposite at the same time.

Emila and I were lonely before we met each other but we never hated the loneliness, but Samara craved for a companion for than anyone.

Emila and I, we both have a miserable past and we are over it, but samara is still trapped in her past.

Emila and I, we both are alive because we are scared death yet samara are alive not because she is scared of death but because of her kids.

These two might be the strongest woman I have ever met in my life.

The past half-year I spend with them might just be the happiest and most peaceful time of my life.

"Zed, come on. Your time is up with the kids it's my turn now." Emila was super excited. She is acting like a kid high on sugar.

"let me. let me..... let me hold them...." She was acting like a kid, stretching both her arms to me and pouting. I really didn't want her to hold the kids.

Sigh "Ok! here you go, hold on first then hold the second. Like this." Whatever I'll just keep an eye on her and make sure she holds them properly.

"When do you think Samara will wake up?" I couldn't help but worry. When we brook into her room we saw her on the ground and I picked her phone to call an ambulance but I saw the message her sister send her.

"I don't know. Doc just said that she is tired and needs rest." Emila was still angry with Samara. I have never seen her so angry before, She has always been so calm.

"We seem to care about her more than we thought." Emila stiffened at my remark.

Sighing as if giving up she gave a small laugh.

"Well I am the Godmother of her kids so I think she is family now, Isn't she?" Her smile was of happy and it was then that I realise that these kids not only changed Samara and me but also Emila.

At that thought, I gave her a smile. These people are my family now.

My own Family.

We will protect each other.

We will love each other.

We will support each other.

We will always be there for each other.

Isn't that what family is all about.

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A/N

Hey guys! so this chapter was about Zed. I just wanted everyone to understand Zed's character a bit.

Zed may seem cold but he has the warmest heart. From a young age, he never received family love and has grown up into a mafia family in a very cruel place. He has always craved for family and he found he, family, in Emila and Samara.

I'll slowly describe his character as I write about his past.

As to Why Emila and Zed move to a different country?

What happens to his mafia gang?

What is Emila's Past?

If Emila and Zed are only siblings and nothing more?

I'll Write in the next few chapters.

So please do share your opinions and thoughts, it is very important to me.

This story is not gonna be very long around 30 to 35 chapters.

It's a small chapter but as I said, I have my exams in August and I gotta study.