Alexander Russo

I stood frozen as he said that.. I looked at the caller ID again.. Yes I dreamed of having a daughter but I don't have one.. I didn't have one with my wife and I fucked no woman pregnant.. Vasectomy was successfully done after she was gone..

"I don't have a daughter and you got the wrong number! "

I was about to cut it but he spoke again..

"Sir is your wife's name Isabella Russo? "

I felt a pinch in my heart hearing her name.. No one dared to take her name after she ran away 17 years ago..

"Yes.. "

"Sir she is her biological mother and she ran away when pregnant.. I contacted the hospital and they confirmed to deliver the baby 5 months after she went missing.. "

No.. This can't be possible! Isabella can't take away my child from me! She was already 3-4 months pregnant when she ran away and didn't tell me a thing? How could she? But again many people set up plots against us to put their spies among us..

"Send me her photo and what's her nams? "

"Sure sir.. Her name is Mirabella Alexander Russo"

I felt a pang as memories flashed back..

We both layed naked under the cover as I played with her hair and she rested her head on my chest.. It's a tough job to get time to spend with my wife after those 5 Satan's are born..

"I hope it's a girl this time.. "

She pinched my nipples and I let out a squeak in surprise..

"Alexander Russo! I'm signing you up for vasectomy! You make me pregnant every 2 to 3 years!! "

I know she was being playful so I played along..

"Not until I get a princess.. You think I raised those Satan's for nothing? "

She slapped my chest and got up..

"If we have a daughter... What will we name her? "

I asked and she stayed quite for a bit..

"I want to add your name into hers.. Everyone should know who's daughter they are messing with.. "

I chuckled and thought.. My baby girl's name? Should be something miraculous for being the only babygirl in our family..

A miracle.. So much like Isabella..

Mira... Bella..

"Mirabella... "

I whispered and she looked at me..

"Mirabella Alexander Russo... Our daughter.. "

Present

"Mirabella Alexander Russo.. " I whispered.. I was probably to zoned out cause I heard him speak again.. "Sir are you there? " "Yes.. "

"So would you like to take her in sir? "asked the officer.

" Yes I'll take her in.. I'll be there in few hours as I'm coming from New York.. Keep the paper's ready"

The officer replied affirmatively and I cut the call.. I stood there feeling devastated and betrayed to know that she stooped so low to hid my child from me.. If she is really mine then I missed 17 years of her life.. Her first steps to her first words.. Was is dada or mama? Why did she take away all those from me? I loved her dearly and she loved me too.. What happened that she ran away with our babygirl? Knowing how much I wanted a daughter, she dared to keep her away? I'll never forgive her! Never!

I gripped the phone tightly as my knuckles turned white.. I saw red in front of me and needed to take it out.. I flipped the center table which splattered broken glass all over the floor.. Alex ran upto me, trying to find what happened.. I heard a ding and quickly opened my email to see a photo attached..

I took a moment before opening the picture and almost dropped the phone..

There was a beautiful girl who looked like in her teenage.. She had blond hair and honeykissed skin.. Her eyebrows arched and a cute botton nose.. I wonder if her eyes are blue like Isabella and the younger twins or Greenish like me and the older 3! She was sleeping while clutching a pink dolphin that looked similar to what I once bought if we had a daughter ever.. It's still at the back of my closest, safe and preserved..

I wantex to kill the officer for clicking picture while she is sleeping but heck she is so beautiful.. All the doubts vanished the moment I saw her.. I know that she is my daughter.. She is so much like Dante and me that anyone would say that she is Dante or me if dressed like a male except the height.. We could win triplets competition if not for the obvious age difference between us..

But I noticed how pale and skinny she looked.. Immediately the worse sceneries floaded my mind.. Was she not fed well? She was being starved? Was she sick or had small appetite? Or worse.. She didn't have the money to eat?

I felt my heart race but I pushed those back in my mind and turnex to Alex who was too confused..

"I'll talk to you any other day but it's emergency and I need to leave! "

I didn't wait for him and rushed to the elevator and pressed the bottom.. I called Xander, my third oldest and the calmest one among 5..Calling Dante today is a waste cause he is wasted probably..

"Dad? "

"Get the jet ready.. We are going to Washington DC to get someone very special.. "

It was enough for him to get in action.. I called Antonio once I sat in the car..

"Get everyone in the meeting hall of the house and pull Dante too.. I don't care if he is wasted, sober him up! "

The urgency in my voice was enough to put him to work.. It took 30 minutes to reach home and I skipped pass the hall to our meeting room and the whole room fell silent.. I was shocked to see Dante not wasted and very much sobered up...

"Is there any emergency Dad? "

Ezaikel, my youngest spoke and I nodded.. All of them became alerted.. One thing I taught my sons first was respect and that's very important in Mafia world.. You get powerful if you're respected.. No matter what, respect comes second and family comes first.. Any harm to the family and there is no limit to destruction.. " Prima la Familia" is our motto that I made sure is engraved on each ones head..

" I got a call from DC police station and they have someone special with them... "

They all were in ears..

"Isabella died 7 years ago from brain tumor... "

I broke out the news and I saw them saddening a bit before putting the cold mask on..

"She changed her identity as Mirael and lived in DC.. She lived with a man name Damon and had another child.. That fucker came in with another wife just after a week of her death.. "

I almost forgot to breathe as how badly she was treated... The boys winced.. Isabella was the perfect mother for them.. Dante was 10,Antonio and Xander were 8 and Ezaikel and Vincent were 6 when she ran away.. They had perfect memories of their mother.. They were furious but not hating her..

"And what dad? "

Dante asked and the look he gave me made me think if he knew? He was anticipating a answer..

"Someone Speacial is waiting for me.. "

I felt my throat clog up as I pictured her face..

"Who?! "

Vincent asked being impatient..

"My daughter.. My principessa.. "

I smiled and the whole room broke into chaos as 4 of them yelled in union"What!! "

I looked at Dante who looked calm for some reason and his expression gave away that he was expecting that..

"Isabella was 3 or 4 months pregnant when she ran away and gave birth to her.. And me and Xander are leaving in 20 minutes.. "

Xander nodded and Ezaikel whined but Dante glared at her and he immediately shut up..

"At least tell her name dad! What does she look like?! "

"Mirabella Alexander Russo.. My princess.. " I smiled and handed my phone to Dante and everyone circled behind him.. I saw how they awed at the picture but Dante looked shocked..

"That's definitely our baby sister.. Heck I'm gonna spoil her so much! "

Vincent chirped while I cleared my voice.. Dante frowned and spoke..

"Who the heck took her photo while sleeping? Make sure rip of his head once you reach there.. "

He muttered and everyone agreed.. I felt proud to see them being so protective of her already.. My princess..