Gianna awoke to the morning sun in her eyes. She lazily blinked sleep from her eyes, enjoying the type of refreshed feeling that only came after a good night's rest.
Wait…a good night's rest? She was instantly up, the covers thrown to the side as she ran barefooted towards the nursery. Sofia, from the moment she had arrived home from the hospital had wasted no time at all showing them who the new boss was.
At five months old, she ruled over them with an iron fist, no words needed, just her mouth and her healthy set of unbelievably powerful lungs. And one of the very first rules she had insisted on implementing on her very first night at home… no sleep for anyone. It was a rule she made sure Nico and Gianna never forgot. Even the guards always seemed rather twitchy after a night shift.
