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all nod. 

"Uhm, Ty, go with Uncle Owen, okay? And T-Taylor, you can go with Danni, okay?" They nod. 

"Where are you going mommy?" Tyler and Taylor ask in sync. 

"I just have to go to the bathroom. I'll be there when you're done, I promise." She smiles at them, going over and giving them each a kiss. Why isn't she sad? She just found out her dad was dying?? She leaves the waiting room quickly, and I have a sudden urge to go after her. With a quick glance to Owen, his nod in her direction, I practically run after her. I enter the bathroom labeled 'Chica', not caring if anyone else was in there. Luckily, the few nurses that were, had just left. I hear a heartbroken sob coming from one of the farthest stalls. My heartbreaks for her. 

"Cupcake..." I start softly, barely hitting the door with my knuckles. Shuffling comes from the other end. Suddenly the stall door opens, and a smiling Sofia is on the other side. 

"Adrian, hey. You aren't supposed to be here you know." She laughs, trying to walk past me. I reach out, grabbing her hip and spinning her towards me. My arms wrap around her, and I feel her tense, but after a few moments, she flings her arms in, clutching me shoulders from behind, shoving her head in my chest. She begins sobbing, her tears soaking my t-shirt, but I don't care. 

I would do anything for her. 

Chapter thirty-one

 ~Sofia~

 

"I'm sorry." I pull away with a small laugh.

"Principessa, it's fine. You shouldn't have to go through that alone." Adrian assures me. I give him a small smile, before looking at his used to be white shirt.

"Your shirt is see through." I laugh. 

"Nothing you haven't seen before." He counters cockily, as we exit to restroom. I glance over at him, my mouth going dry when I see a new tattoo.

"But I haven't seen that." I state, poking him where it is on his chest, just a bit too hard. 

"Ouch! What was that for?" He asks, rubbing over the tattoo of the word cupcake with an actual cupcake for an 'a'. 

I shrug, feigning innocence. "Just for the fun of it." He groans, grabbing my waist yet again, spinning me towards him. He leans down giving my lips a hard peck. 

"That was, 'Just for the fun of it.'" He mocks me. I smile, laughing and shaking my head. We walk back to the waiting room, to find everyone already there. Owen gives me an, 'Are you okay?' look, to which I nod. They tell us that we can go in, so we walk to my dad's room. I gulp back tears when I see him lying there, hooked up to a bunch of different machines. 

"Hey dad..." I whisper, going up the grab his hand. I feel Adrian wrap an arm around my shoulders, in a comforting way. 

"Hey FiFi." He manages to get out in a raspy voice. "Adrian." He gives a slow nod. 

"Hello sir." Adrian replies. 

"Padre, please don't go. I just got you back!" I can't help but protest. Both my father and Adrian chuckle, but my dad starts into a coughing fit. 

"Yeah, five and half years ago when you were alone and three months pregnant." He manages when the coughing stops. I feel Adrian tense beside me.

"But dad, how did this all of the sudden happen? You were fine just a few hours ago!" 

"It's been slowly happening over the years." He explains. 

"But-but, you can't leave!" I once again protest.

"FiFi, I was a horrible father. You got your first full time job when you were ten. You were only in fourth grade. Sof, no one should have gone through what you did, and yet you're still here. You know why?" I shake my head, blinking back tears. "Because, you are a fighter. You'll get through this, just like you have everything else. Those kids? They need you. And I think they need their father. too." He gives me a pointed look. 

"Dad..." I start, but he squeezes my hand, telling me to stop. 

"Ehm..." Adrian clears his throat. "Sir, may I ask you a question?" He asks. My father nods. Adrian let's go of me, walking closer to him, before leaning down and whispering something I couldn't hear in his ear. 

A huge smile breaks across his frail face. "Of course. Thank you." Adrian gives a small smile, nodding. 

"Dad please." I beg, noticing his eye lids dropping. Please, no, no, I love you. Don't leave me." 

"I...Love....You........Too." His hand falls limp in mine. Nurses come in at the beeping on the heartrate monitor. I finally let the tears fall, turning into an already-ready Adrian. He let's me cry, gently rubbing my back in the process. I feel arms wrap around our legs, so when I look down and see my babies, I'm not surprised. I pick up Taylor, placing her on my hip, but when I go to pick up Tyler, he's already in Adrian's arms. 

"Momma, what's wrong?" Taylor asks, playing with my hair. 

"Uhm, babygirl, I have some bad news." I start. Tyler looks from his father to me. 

"What mommy?" He asks. 

"Grandpa... Grandpa, he passed away." I see both of them tear up, breaking my heart. "Hey, it's okay though. See, he's up in Heaven. He's happy and healthy, and he'll always be watching over us, okay?" Tyler let's one tear fall, before he smiles, and Taylor just stops tearing up. 

 

•••

 

"Come back with me. You can bring the twins, and even the douche if you want." Adrian pleads. 

"What??" I ask, and stop folding clothes. "You want me to pack up my entire life and get the first plane out of here?" 

"Cupcake, when was the last time you actually went out and met people?" He deadpans. I roll my eyes. "Please? I already talked to Owen and he said it was fine with him! You can move into the mansion. The kids can have a room down the hall from us, and Owen can even have one on the fifth floor, with Brad, Maria, and all my siblings. I already have everything ready... Please babygirl." He drops to his knees, holding his hands together as if he is praying. Seeing his beg makes me sigh. 

"Fine. Let's go."

 

•••

 

I packed all of the essentials, including most of my fathers stuff, and then all of the kid's stuff. The only things I grabbed for myself, besides clothes, is a few pictures. One is a picture of everyone from the Mafia, another being of Brad, Maria, and myself, then one with either of them. I had one of my father and I, one of the twins and us, then a few baby pictures. The last one, was a picture of Adrian and me. I was leaning over, in attempt to kiss his cheek, but he turned and kissed me on the lips before I could. I laugh at the memory, gently setting it in the bag. "Cupcake, are you ready?" Adrian asks. I nod, grabbing the last bag. Adrian told me he'd take care of the house and stuff later. 

We get to the airport, not even have to get any of our bags/boxes checked, and we slid right through security. Mafia things. We all board Adrian's private jet. Taylor and Tyler go crazy over everything. "Calm down!" I laugh. Tyler jumps up, ending up sprawled across Owen and Adrian's laps. He stays there, but both men seem content with it. Taylor sits on Danni's lap. 

"Go to sleep principessa." Adri whispers, kissing the top of my head, which is currently leaning on his shoulder. I don't even get to nod before I pass out.

"Antonio, let them go!" I scream. 

"Oh no no Sofie, you need to learn your lesson! You'll never get away from me. I even set up pretty boy hear for you." He laughs. My heartbreaks, not only since he mentioned my apparently fake friend Owen, but that he is holding my kids at gunpoint, with said friend. Suddenly, Owen laughs, raising his gun from Taylor to point at Antonio. 

"I don't think so, buddy." He sneers. Suddenly, a gun goes off, and Antonio falls to the ground. 

"No one, and I mean no one, messing with my friends, my kids, or the love of my life." Adrian screams, at the body that's currently bleeding out.

"B-b-bast-tards." Antonio spits out, right before he croaks. Taylor and Tyler run up to us, and we both pick them up, embracing each other in tight hugs. Owen walks up bashfully. 

"I'm sorry Sofia. I had to." He apologizes. 

"Thank you." I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him into hug. He hugs me back chuckling. When I pull away, the first thing I do, is give Adrian a deep kiss. 

I suddenly jerk awake, breathing heavily. "Woah there, you okay cupcake?" Adrian asks, concern lacing those beautiful grey eyes. 

I smile, thinking about my dream. 

"Yeah. I'm great actually."

Chapter thirty-two (Final Chapter)

~Sofia~

 

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, husband, and wife. You may kiss your bride." Adrian whisks me into his strong arms, pressing his warm lips against mine. 

"Ewwwwwwwww!" Comes two voices, one on either side of us. I turn, seeing Tyler with Brad and Owen as his groomsmen, and little seven year old Tyler as the ring bearer. Behind me, Maria, Riley, and Danni, stand with my daughter. She was the flower girl. Everyone laughs. Maria gives me a hug. 

"Congrats girly. It's about time." 

"Exactly." Brad comes over, kissing my cheek and hugging me. 

"Thank you. Are you two sure you can take care of the twins while we are on our honeymoon?" 

"Of course they can. Are you doubting our friends?" Adrian mocks me. I roll my eyes, but a smile still manages to creep onto my face. The reception after words was amazing, everyone was having so much fun. I was just talking to the newest couple around, Danni and Owen, when Adrian comes up, suddenly flipping me and picking me up like a baby. I squeal in surprise. 

"Adrian!" I exclaim. 

"Come on. We have a flight to catch." He winks, and rushes me to the limousine waiting for us. Everyone claps and waves as we drive away. "So wife, do you regret it yet?"

"Hmm..." I pretend to be in deep thought, making him scowl. "Not yet, husband." I whisper, kissing his lips lightly. 

"Mmm, why do you have to do that to me cupcake?" He groans.

"Just for fun, banana bread."

 

 

Hey y'all! This is unfortunately the end of the story... for now. There will be a second book focusing on Taylor and Tyler! I hope you liked