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Kalani's POV

My name is Kalani Jacobson. Well, that was before I tied the knot with the richest man in New York City. Who by design, was also the Don of the Italian Mafia.

Romano Dominic Montero.

The most intimidating man I've ever met in my life.

Well, now I just go by Kalani Montero. And to a few of my closest friends, K, Lani, or Mrs. Montero.

However, for Evelyn Penelope Summers-Santoro, my crazy best friend, it's Montero. Don't ask, it's her little travesty.

I was a typical girl, who led a typical life, that just happened to marry a none so typical man.

Evelyn is my wild card. She's the exotic me I'll never become. She's into black leather jackets, combat boots, bright colored lipsticks, cocktail parties, and midnight drives.

She has the 'I don't care attitude' like my twin sister, Kolini. She was, and still is, a fashion freak. I call her my fashion icon. Although grown, her love for exotic hair color still runs in her DNA. I see it now and then.

While I, on the other hand, am comfortable in boyfriend jeans, baggy shirts, joggers, and oversized hoodies. She doesn't approve of the way I dress. She says I am slowly killing the little fashion sense that I have left.

But in my defense, it was that way back then because I didn't care about what I wore. So long as I was clothed, I was game. And it is like this now simply because, I don't like going out shopping, period.

And my fashion sense has improved a little ever since I became a mother. I just added a few dresses, substantial women silky gowns, and a few formal female suits that were approval-worthy.

But Eva doesn't see it that way. She says when she sees my closet, she feels sad. Her tiny heartbreaks. But that's Eva being Eva.

Melodramatic.

I met Eva the first day I got to my dorm. She was the girl next door and I was lucky enough to get my compartment. So from time to time, she would come and greet me and ask me how I have settled in or what's not.

She became the big sister I never had. And I guess it became our thing, she would come over and ask how I was doing and we would end up talking about our lives and how we have lived. And I guess over time, with meeting Montero and being pregnant, we became closer.

I met Montero under a weird card of circumstances. And when I say weird, I mean he went from me wanting to kill him, to wanting to do everything in my power to ensure that he was safe and not in harm's way.

A whole mafia dude...

I met Montero at The Phoenix. That was Eva's parent's club, which was also a hotel before it was sold to the devil himself. He was with his best friend at the time, Johnathan Santoro, who is now the godfather of our kids.

Meeting Montero wasn't the best thing that happened to me at that time in my life. I mean, I was only 21 when he invaded my space, had me pregnant with and without my consent at the same time, and with him, came the mafia and all that drama.

And when I say I consented but then I didn't, I meant I signed a contract that stated I agreed with sleeping with Montero, but I didn't know what the contract was about.

I just signed because I was in desperate need of the toilet and well, due to Steffano's men that drugged me while in the club, I didn't remember anything after.

So henceforth, the agreed none agreement.

After meeting Montero, I got myself kidnapped, almost strangled to death, almost raped, shot at, and almost killed, while pregnant with his quadruplets.

But that was on my dad. Montero came, rescued me, and took me home. And I say came for me, I mean, killed all of Steffano's men, including his pregnant sister and his blood brother too.

It wasn't his fault that I got kidnapped, credit to Seven who tipped me with applicable information, that it was my dad who was the reason behind my kidnapping.

I met Seven, my now closest friend and confidante, in that hades. He was at the time, working for Steffano, but he was fully aware of who his gang was dealing with, and who they had kidnapped, Montero' Queen, that's how he referred to me as, and he protected me with his life.

And at the end, Montero came back with him unharmed. And he has never left us. Turned out, Montero's younger brother was aiding Steffano with the warehouse I was kept in, and the resources to keep them afloat while he went under.

Montero killed him with Steffano in that warehouse, and Maria, who was Liam's wife and Montero's ex-fiancee before that, survived. But Maria is a whole saga on her own.

Then there is my dad. Montero's arch enemy. Well, that was before I married him and had his kids. The heck am I saying? They still get at each other's throats even now, but it doesn't get physical.

And that's because my dad dedicated a quarter of his career to place Montero and his people behind bars, only to have me, his daughter pregnant with his quadruplets.

He was furious when he found out I was pregnant with Montero's kids. When Montero was looking for me after I got kidnapped, he visited my dad. I can't say it was a good idea to do that, but he did.

He docked himself a few punches, and let's say, he may or may have not threatened to kill my mom when my dad was pushing his buttons.

Now back then, I would have freaked out. That is my mom we talking about. But after I went back home after surviving the abduction saga, my mom disowned me for coming home pregnant without a wedding ring.

Well, so much for trying to defend her.

It was a mess. My whole family was disappointed in me because I went to New York City to study, but I came back with babies instead.

Originally I am from South Africa, Durban to be exact, and I studied at the Durban University of technology before landing myself a bursary to study in New York City University, for I.T Auditing.

I used to live, with my mom, dad, and my two brothers and sister.

Kolini is my twin, and then there is Luke and Brian. Luke is the oldest, then there is me with Kolini, and then it's Brian.

Luke is into computers and he has his own I.T company back at home called M.J Logistics. Which are mom's and dad's initials, Morgan-lee and Jason.

And I guess you could say, he is the geek of the family. He was the one that inspired me to do I.T auditing. He made it look so easy and cool.

He married an Asian woman, Zuleika-Ae, and they had a baby girl, Amy Eun-Ae Jacobson who is now five years but, sadly, she lost her life in a car accident three years ago.

Then there is Kolini who has a boutique. She is the fashionista of the family. She sells clothes and beauty products. She married a Russian.

A Nico Ivanov.

I flat-out hate him. No, hate is a pretty word. I despise him, loathe him even. He banged my sister, left her with twins, Nikolaevna Diana and Allihiyeva Dola Ivanov, and eloped with an Israeli model.

Brian is into Investments and Real Estates. He never married, but from what I've heard recently, he is courting a South African colored woman, Naomi Brown. And with his rate, I'm thinking we going to have a wedding in a month.

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