Little Flower

Cara and I stared at each other. I think the bombshell of my confession had both of our heads spinning.

I know mine was spinning.

A soft knock sounded at the door before it was pushed open. Both of our heads snapped to the intruder who just interrupted our private moment.

I was surprised to see a little girl—maybe by the age of seven walk into the room. Her pink-silk gown twirled with every step while she curiously looked around the room.

“There you are Cara.” She smiled, “My brother’s are looking for you.”

Her dark hair was pinned up and curled. She had some tendrils hanging and framing her heart-shaped face perfectly. There were expensive pearls around her neck and even adorning her ears. There wasn’t a speck of makeup on her, considering she didn’t need it.

She was adorable.

Not to mention the fact that her big brown eyes could captivate anyone who looked into them.

"Both of them?" Cara groaned, looking annoyed.

The little girl nodded her head before giggling a little. I watched as her eyes roamed over me with curiosity before she turned her attention back over to Cara.

"Lorenzo wants to know where you disappeared off to." The little girl wrung her hands in her dress and shifted on her feet, "And Dante wants to know where the pretty lady went.”

Cara bursted out laughing.

"Dante?" She asked in shock, "The same Dante who's always so damn cold and aloof?"

The little girl nodded her head before giggling again, "I think he's in love. He kept asking Lorenzo who she was, but he didn't even know who she was either."

Cara smirked before looking at me.

"Well Ella, meet the pretty lady." She pointed at me and the little girl named Ella gasped in surprise. "This is my cousin and best friend, Isabella Rossi."

The little girl took me in before she ran over and threw herself in my arms.

"Your so pretty!" She squealed before she pulled back, "Will you date my brother? He could use someone like you in his life."

I couldn't help but freeze up before I laughed.

"I don't know who your brother is, sweetie." I told her before I pinched her chubby cheek, "And I'm sure your brother doesn't want you playing match maker for him."

"Well he needs somebody to help him." She retorted, making Cara laugh. "He's gonna die alone if we don't help him."

I turned and looked at Cara who was laughing her ass off.

"Don't let him hear you say that." Cara chuckled, "He'll whip your little behind."

"I'm too old to be spanked." She said as a matter of factly before crossing her little arms over her chest and glaring at Cara.

"Is that so?" The same smooth and magnetic voice from earlier, echoed through the room.

All of our eyes snapped to the doorway to see two imposing Italian men standing there watching us. One was much larger than the other, but they had the same features--dark hair, dark eyes, Italian tan skin and a dangerous aura that could make anybody shiver in fear.

"I didn't say anything, big brother." Ella pouted, looking wronged.

"Don't lie to me Fiorella Chiara Romano." The sexy man scolded.

I couldn't take my eyes off of him. His imposing figure and sharp features made my insides twist with desire.

There was no way that this man was real.

He was like a walking wet dream--juicy muscles, tan skin with tattoos that were covered by his expensive suit. His sharp jawline was shaved clean and his dark brown eyes could pierce you in place.

Ella stopped pouting before she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him, "Well maybe I wouldn't lie if you'd stop staring at me like you want to eat me."

Cara snorted before covering her mouth with her hand. I tried to hide my smile, but it was too hard not to show my amusement at this little girl talking back to such an imposing man.

"Fiorella." The man groaned, looking more frustrated by the second, "Go downstairs. Dinner is about to be served."

She stomped her feet and shook her head no. "I was talking with Cara and my new friend Isabella."

The man's eyes darted to me, taking me in before my name was leaving his lips.

"Isabella."

It was almost a whisper, but loud enough for me to hear.

It was almost as if he was testing it on his lips or wondering how it would sound when it echoed out through his throat.

I couldn't blame him though.

I was captivated by the way he said my name--it was so smooth and low when it left his lips. Almost like a growl, but a statement and purpose that he had to speak out loud.

I felt claimed when he said my name like that.

"This is my best friend and cousin." Cara told them, "You remember me talking about her, right Lorenzo?"

The other man nodded before his brown eyes fell on me too.

So that was Lorenzo.

I took my time to roam over his features--he was a handsome man, but he was built like a tank. How could Cara handle him? I mean he was huge and his wide shoulders added to his already huge body.

I couldn't help but lean over and whisper to Cara.

"So thats Lorenzo?" My eyes were wide with shock and a little curiousity, "He's huge. How has he not ruined you yet?"

Cara just laughed before she whispered a little too loud, "He's my gorrila and ruins me every night, but I like it."

My face paled before blush creeped up my neck. I could only close my eyes and try to hide my face, but I could feel everyone's stares on me.

"Go downstairs Ella." The sexy man's voice penetrated my ears again, making me open my eyes and notice that he was staring at me. "Don't make me tell you again."

"Fine." Ella rolled her big brown eyes before turning her attention back over to me.

"Are you staying for dinner?" She asked me.

"Yes." I told her, making her smile bright.

"She'll be staying for a couple of days." Cara added, but I turned and glared at her.

"I never agreed to stay." I hissed, making her laugh.

"You have to stay, I still need help picking out a dress."

"That's your fault." I scolded, "How do you not have a wedding dress when you’re getting married soon?!"

She pouted before she pulled on my hair, making me yelp in suprise.

"Cara!" I hissed before I pulled on her long hair and shoved her down onto the couch.

She erupted into a laughing fit before wrapping her arms around my neck and bringing me down with her. Before I knew it, we were dropping to the floor and rolling around like a pair of fools.

Ella joined in and jumped on the both of us before rolling around.

A sharp clearing of a throat made us all stop before silence enveloped the room.

"Ella get up and go downstairs." The sexy man told her.

Ella pouted before listening to him and getting up. She walked towards the door but stopped and turned back around to look at me.

"Will you sit next to me at the table for dinner?" She asked, making me smile.

"Of course, little flower."

She gasped before smiling, "How did you know my name meant little flower?"

"I just knew." I winked, making her smile widen.

She skipped away while humming to herself. I couldn't help but laugh and Cara soon joined in.

"You two act like children." The sexy man scolded as he stared down at us.

I just realized we were still on the floor like fools.

For christs sake.

Way to make an impression, Isabella.