Made For Me

Epilogue 2

"Just one more push now!" The doctor shouts. 

I'd rip her head off if I wasn't holding Florence right now.

Just thirty minutes ago she gave birth to our first blessing, a little boy. Now she's only minutes away from birthing our second.

Looking at this woman in front of me I'm mesmerised, I didn't think I could love her anymore but watching her be so strong going through hours of relentless pain, there's nothing I wouldn't do for her.

"AGHHHHH." Florence bellows in my ear. I can't feel my hand, I haven't been able to for hours but I don't care.

"Come on princess, you're almost there. You're doing so good, I love you." I kiss her temple not caring about the sweat coating her skin.

Our friends and family are sat outside waiting to hear the news, Cole kept popping his head in until he heard Florence scream and was never to be seen again.

"I promise, just one more push Florence. PUSH!" The doctor shouts again.

"You said that LAST TIME!" Florence screams sitting forward pushing as hard as she can.

With that the doctor leaves between Florence's legs with the tiniest human I have ever seen in her arms who begins to scream. Florence slumps back in the bed sighing with relief.

"What is it?" She whispers having no energy left.

"Congratulations you were blessed with a little boy and... a girl!" The doctor wraps the tiny human in a blanket hands her over to Florence, the nurse brings our strong boy and places him in my arms.

Looking down at the little humans something surges inside of me. I instantly love them and will do everything in my power for them, my son and my daughter. Two mini versions of me and the woman I love.

Both have my piercing blue eyes but where our son has dark hair like mine. Our little girl has hair just like her mothers, fair. There is light around our little girl, she is going to have pure heart and pure soul. Our son on the other hand, I can already see it in his eyes, the darkness. He is going to be just like his father.

The doctor must've gave the news to everyone outside since Jess and Cole come barrelling through the door, fighting to get in first.

Matteo, Benny and Damien follow in suit, I know they're all excited and trying to hide it. They all want to get a glimpse at the new heirs to the throne.

Men have been lining the halls for hours to show respect to Florence and to be there for the birth. It makes me proud of my family, proud of my men, proud of my empire.

Jess rounds the bed giving Florence a kiss on the head. "I'm so proud of you, look at these beautiful babies."

"So?" Cole grins staring at the tiny humans in our arms.

I look at Florence and let her share the news. She done the hard part, it's time for her to reap the rewards.

"Meet Nero and Arabella." She beams staring only at the two precious souls in front of us.

Every man in the room, at the door and in the corridor drop onto one knee pulling out their knives. Cole has a look I've never seen in his eyes before, admiration.

"What is-" Florence gets cut off by the men as they slice their hand.

"I swear on my blood that I will protect you, honour you, be there for you. I swear on my blood your life will come before my own, no harm will come when you are with me for as long as I live. I swear on my blood I will never let you down, never betray you. I am your loyal soldier and will be until my last breath." Every single man recites.

Tears well in Florence's eyes as she realise what they're doing. They're swearing blood oath to our children, it's the biggest form of loyalty and respect. If you break a blood path you pay it with your life.

Cole smiles as he stands and passes me the knife. He knows I've been planning this a long time, I don't have to swear a blood oath to my children since they're already my blood and whole being but no one said I can't to my wife.

I hand our little boy whose eyes are already weary, watching everything to Cole.

"He's got the darkness in his eyes brother, he'll be a wildfire hard to contain."

"I know" Is all I say as I get down on my knees in front of the love of my life.

I slice my hand "it's you I pick, you I choose. You are mine as I am yours. I would comb every city in this world for you, I would burn every corner if you commanded me to. You are the light I look for in the darkest moments. Florence Russo you are my whole life. You and our children will come before my life always. I love you."