Italian
Tu sei il mio unico e solo amore.
La stella più luminosa nella notte.
Il fiore che sboccia del sole luce del giorno
Un angelo mandato sulla terra
Un tappo di rivolte e caos
Tu sei il mio unico e solo eroe
Translation
You are my one and only love.
The brightest star in the night.
The blooming flower of the day light sun
An angel sent down to earth
A stopper of riots and chaos
You are my one and only hero
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Vincente's POV
I did not know what to expect, never thought I would be part of the group who will get thrown into a ranging riot. Fires burst out everywhere, blood spilled, cries, shouts, screams and sirens deafen my ears as I try frantically to escape.
I was as one would say a young man, still at the age of twenty, I had no room to escape for the people crowding me and others like me were pushing us all into the more danger zone than we once were.
I was coming home from work when that happened. I was one of the few who thought we would make it out without getting caught in the action. We were all wrong, dead wrong.
I fell to the hard ground for someone had pushed me from behind. Blood spilled from the side of my head as I was knocked out, I thought this was the end of my life, I was going to die in this riot.
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Lucian's POV
My name is Lucian and I am in a very sticky situation. With my wife and my cousin, Lilian, luckily we solved my cousin's problem and now resigns safely and happily at ther biological father's place.
I am a part-time Greek model and riot stopper. I was called to come to Italy to stop a riot. I saw the sight of smoke and looked down from the plane. The riot was growing rapidly but I had worse.
"Mr. Dimitriou," One of the workers I work with to said. "Looks like shit hell in there, you think it's possible?"
I thought hard then nodded my head slightly. "Yes, I believe it is possible."
The sight of the terrible riot as we landed on the ground reminded me of a terrible fate my own son was in. He was only eight-nine when he was dragged into a riot and killed. I had then vowed to put ends to riots as much as I can.
Before departing the plane, I pray to my goddess Morrigan for help, protection, and guidance when I approach the riot. Yes, I am Pagan and so is my cousin. We do believe in God but we have known Paganism longer.
When I got off the plane and we darted thowards the riot to help the police stop the riot, to calm it, a figure lying ont he ground caught my only attention.
It was a young man.
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Vincente's POV
I felt two strong arms helping me up and a calm but booming and handsome voice calling out to me, for me to hold on to life as he helpped drag me into safety.
Cool water ran down my throat and a wet cloth wrapped around the back of my neck. I also felt the same hands lift up my shirt to check for cuts and possible broken bones.
"Are you alright?" The angelic voice asked.
I stated I was now in Heaven, he chuckled and died my "fantasy".
"No, your still on earth, sorry." He said, tending my wounds carefully.
I decided to open my eyes and take a peek of my hero, rescuer, savior. For if it hadn't been for him, I would have been dead and gone from his world on the ground.
My vision was blurr at first then it started to focus, I thought the man was gone or I couldn't see him, slightly lowering my head, I saw him tending my stomach wound, he looked very handsome in my opinion, a blush formed on my cheeks.
The man lifted up his face and smiled brightly making me blush even more than usual.
"Nothing serious thank the gods and goddess. I am Lucian Dimitriou. What's your's?" Lucoan asked.
I was lost for words for his looks caught me by surprise, caught me speechless like a child stealing cookies.
"V-Vincente, Vincente De Luca." I managed to say as his strong gentle arms help me up once again.
"Vincente, do you see that man over there," He said, pointing at a tall man who looked like a doctor. I nodded I response. "Go to him and have him tend to your head."
I nodded my head as he patted my back and gave me a gentle push towards the doctor. I began taking steps towards himbut my curiosity got the best of me and I turned around to see if Lucian was there, he wasn't, to my horror, I saw he was inside the riot.
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Lucian's POV
I felt Vincente's gaze on me and hopped he wouldn't try and save me. It is too dangerous and he is in a condiction, one wrong move and his skull will crack open.
I also knew that there was little hope here, there was absolutaly very little chance we can all stop this riot.
"Fall back!" I shouted out for all to hear. "FALL BACK!"
The policemen, me and my men all scurried out of the way and into safety as fast as we can. I suddenly tripped but was caught before I hit the ground.
"Thank you Apo---Vincente?" I asked taken aback and yes I have a friend named after the Greek god of music, healing, and light, Apollo.
The cutest smile formed on his lips as I guided him onto the plane, he asked where we were heading to. I told him, "America".
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Vincente's POV
I couldn't believe I was going to America, I have heard many things in America.
"Um...where do we stay?" I asked, veiwing the sight from up above, inside the plane.
Lucian took a sip of Bud Light and explained, "To my cousin's friend's house. My cousin is staying with her plus her father's as well as another, my wife, Marleen."
My heart and mind lowered to a sober, I had not known he had a wife, he didn't have a ring though but at the tone of his voice when he said his wife's name, it seemed like he didn't like her much, seemed like he was forced into this marriage.
"It is alright, she hates me too." Lucian said, chuckling a smile which made my heart pound. It was like a sweet symphothetic melody.
The flight didn't take long and I soon discovered that getting off a plane, I had jet leg and it didn't feel good.
We came across Lilian's friend's brother, he told us he would pick us up. He was a good-looking lad, Korean to be exact I was also told the girl was too Korean but had Scottish in her. I had always thought Scottish, Italian, and Greek accents were three of the most sexiest, British, I don't understand them. Sorry ladies and gents.
When we arrived back home, a little girl with reddish hair jumpped on Lucian.
"LULU!" She exclaimed with a wide smile as I saw the young Korean man run upstairs and into what I had guess his room. The other girl, black haired with gold steaks saw us and smile, her lips were sealed, not showing any teeth, I also figured she was shy.
I shook the two girls hands and the younger but taller, Hannah showed me where I would sleep. Lilian, Lucian's cousin was practically drooling over me, I didn't mind, it was kind of cute. When I told them I was gay, at first I would get a nasty response but this happened.
"I'm bisexual and Lil is pansexual." Hannah said smiling again, making me feel safe again in this new enviroment.
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