For Hire Luciano was a very clever man. He slowly went from killing those who wronged others to killing the pure and innocent and no one caught him. He always got away. But, as clever men usually do, Luciano thought about the day he would get caught. He realized that he needed help from other people. Right now, he was living in the United States. He tried to keep his bad reputation in Italy but one killing outside of the airport later, Luciano realized that this was just going to have to be his life. There was no turning back from his dark past and he embraced that.More Like This
Luciano paced around the small apartment (more like a rat’s den) that he lived in as he thought about his fate. He felt his temper get the better of him as he came up with no great plan and the table was soon on the ground as Luciano lashed out at it. Luciano paced faster and faster, feeling his breathing turn heavy and labored.
Then there was a knock at the door.
Luciano opened up the door to find
Welcome The knocking on the door was like putting a drill through Luciano’s brains. The Italian stormed up to the door and opened it up, where he was surprised to see his cousin charge past him. The bigger surprise was the curtain cloth that managed to wrap itself around Luciano’s head when Flavio carried it through the doorway.More Like This
“I couldn’t get over here fast enough! Oh, this is such good news, Luciano!” Flavio said.
Luciano finally got untangled from the cloth, taking a look at the color. “Pink?”
“Well, you didn’t give me a gender, goofy boy!” Flavio giggled. “So I brought it all!”
“You…brought...it…all?” Luciano felt a twitch take over his left eyebrow.
“Yep! Boys! Haul it in!” Flavio called out the door. Luciano turned around to see a moving truck and moving men start moving furniture into the mansion.
Little Moonflower Luciano picked up the little boy and put him on his back for a piggyback ride and walked the boy back into the house after playing outside. You ran up to your husband and son and hugged both of them, taking the seven year old from Luciano. Luciano kissed his dearest _________ on the cheek.More Like This
“What are you doing?” You asked Luciano.
“Winding down from all the playing!” Luciano huffed. “I’ve got some work to do. I’ll be in my room for a bit.”
You nodded. “Relax a bit, ok? You’ve been working very hard.”
Luciano chuckled. “I will. Go. Do whatever I so rudely interrupted you from.”
Luciano went up to his room and stopped in his tracks at what he saw.
It was his son.
Looking through the newspaper clippings that Luciano kept. The papers that revealed Luciano’s past and the people that were his victims.
“What are you doing here?” Lucia
With You, Forever [Young!Italy x Young!Reader]Warning: This Fan-Fiction contains feelsy, a bit of angst, and tragic themes.More Like This
‘Ve~ Here I’ll be waiting for you, my bella, when you get to where I am, we’ll do what we couldn't do in this world.’
Some people remember their childhood like that stage in their lives in which the days were involved in peace, harmony, patience, where there wasn't place for the rush, or the burdens, because games and fun was what ruled the children’s world.
Games and fun, what else could a kid desire? That was the moment in which a kid could share their time with their close friends or not so close, in which they could feel free and not always be surrounded by their relatives, improve their creativity and intellectuality, among other stuffs.
…However, there are some people who didn't have a ‘so good’ childhood, or how you would like to call it. Some others recognize it as a painful, sa