Reaching the dinning hall I saw three men seated. David and Anton that i met at the balcony and another one that looked like Uncle Ramos and next to my mum was a beautiful woman who looked just like Anton holding Claris in her hands, and Claris was laughing out a loud shrinking in her hands like it’s the safest place in the world for her.

When she saw me she opened out her hand for me to come in for a hug. Claris gestured the same thing as she called me out.

“Junya---- ame---” that made every person in the dinning laugh. I walked next to her and hugged her. She held me in tight and finally released me.

“Ray, look at you my boy, you are all grown up” she said as pinched my nose bridge. I laughed at her gesture and turned to look at David who was smiling widely while talking to the other guy.

He turned to look at me and I pretended like I wasn’t looking. He looked at me for some time and looked away to Anton. He was smiling brightly and in the entire room he looked to be the most humble but dangerous.

 

As I turned I was the only one still standing. I sat down next to my dad who was seated next to Uncle Ramos.  Dinner was served and we enjoyed as everyone talked and laughed.

This filled the house with a new feeling I had never felt before. This felt like home. Most people that came to my dad’s home either wanted money from him or threatened him. But this was real joy and real family.

The table was finally cleared. Mum and Aunty Malita Uncle Ramos’ wife went and set the barbecue area and we all move there. David was in charge of the area so I went and stood next to him.

“Do you know how this is made Ray?” he asked and I shook my head.

“Words Ray, words” he said, his eyes on the meat his was turning.

“No I dont”

“Would like to help?” he asked holding out tongs to me. I held it and he guided me through the process. We concluded and served everyone. I sat next to Anton and Timothy the guy that looked like Uncle Ramos and finally David joined us.

We talked and we laughed, they were older but held conversation with me about games and girls and all funny things for a 7 year old. It was a fun evening.

I walked to my dad and told him I wanted to go with Uncle Ramos to his home for a holiday since I was on school break. It was arranged so fast and I went.

Uncle Ramos had a private jet which made everything easy for me to go with them to Brazil.

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I slept on the jet, when I woke up it was morning and people outside were speaking a foreign language. I opened the door and peeped outside. The first person I saw was Timothy and I walked to him.

He saw me and lifted me up. I smiled at him as he walked with me to another room that looked like a dinning room. It was 3 times bigger than ours. It was filled with all kinds of food. He placed me down.

“Choose what you want for breakfast”

“Good morning Timothy” I said  as he smiled more.

“Morning” he said as he looked at me. I picked a plate and filled it with fruits as am used to eating fruits in the morning.

“What is that?” he asked with a frown on his face.

“My Breakfast, I always eat this in the morning” before he could say anything, I felt the plate leaving my hands. I looked up and I saw David walking away with it.

He placed it down and picked up another plate, he made a big meat burger and added chips on the plate and passed it to Anton who was entering. Anton added greens on my plate and finally passed it to me.

“That is what we call breakfast” David said and he high fived Timothy and finally Anton. He poured a glass to juice and also gave it to me. I looked at them as they turned to make their own plate.

This was crazy they got plates bigger than mine and filled them. They finished and Anton gestured me to follow them. We walked out of the dining room and took two turns right and we were outside.

The first thing I saw was the ocean it looked so beautiful.  I didn’t realise my mouth was open until someone helped me cover it. Turning in the direction, it was Uncle Ramos holding a plate just like his sons’.

We sat down and enjoyed out breakfast. They asked me about school and what I wanted to be if I grow up.  Uncle Ramos encouraged me to be a doctor, which I always wanted to be because my mum was a nurse.

“Junior, have you ever considered doing martial arts, it’s a good thing to learn at your age, and David here can teach you” Uncle Ramos suggested. I really wanted to get close to David, he had saved my life and he trained my dog. I wanted to be friends with him so I agreed.

David agreed to teach me I spent the entire holiday learning about that. I discover I was the 8^th person he was teaching. I learned together with other students.

I always went to Brazil on all my breaks. When I turned 9 years, Miles was born and Claris was 4 years. However, my mum had complication during that time and she passed on after giving birth to Miles.

My dad was so heartbroken that he sent all 3 of us to Brazil, Uncle Ramos stayed with my dad through all that time and Aunty Malita became a mother to us.

She Raised us as her own, and we became one with the Alves family. We always went home to check on our father and we came back. When I turned 11, David and Timothy left and went to Ireland.

But I was told I would follow them when I turned 15. We went back home when I was 11 but my dad told us to go and stay with our grandfather.  We always visited our grandfather on the weekend when we were in the United States and we were excited to see him.

The 4 years I spent in the United States, I learned about my grandfather’s business and my dad’s. We all inheritated our grandfather’s name “Craxilver” our father said his name Dion was sacred and he didn’t want people to find out that we were his children. To be more exact, it was staged that we died in a car accident the day Miles was born along with our mother.

I remember the people that always came to threaten my dad and that made sense at age 14. By the time I was 15, I knew exactly what was happening and why we didn’t use the Dion name.

When I turned 15, as the eldest, I carried Claris who was 8 years and Miles who was 6 years and we went to Brazil and Anton took us to Ireland where David was with Timothy.

We arrived and Timothy has arranged where we would stay, and we went to see David who was now a father with a 3 year old daughter, she was a red head and very cute. She looked more like her father but in the lighter version, she was called Daniella, our Daniele like i loved it.

Claris fell in love with her, she carried her and refused to go back with us. She stayed behind with Miles as I left with David. Rosey was a beautiful woman and I knew David had made the right choice.

I had come to Ireland to be taught how to handle my father’s business. David always helped with it, Anton helped Uncle Ramos with the family business and Timothy helped David at his training centre when he was away.

For 9 years, I learned the ways of the mafia family and the gang life of a Dion and Alves and how to live as Craxilver.  My uncle Ramos Alves, taught me deep of how things operated, from the core to the real world.

I also started medical school at 19 with all the tutors I was given. By the time I was 24, I knew the organisation left and right and how it worked. I learned from the best.

Miles and Claris were also taught but only what was necessary. When Rosey left Daniele who was five years, we basically raised her. Jacob my best friend always dyed her hair black to cover any tracks connecting her to Rosey for reasons we didn’t know yet.. She was now making 12 this year and we were all excited.