FALLING FOR MY STEPBROTHER

BIANCA

I can't believe we are actually moving into stranger's house, I haven't even met this man. I only saw him on mom's phone and it clearly looks like he's not a picture person.

Mom said he is her boyfriend and they have been dating for two years now and he wanted her to move in with his family. They call them the Rossi.

It really hurts that mom moved on after Dad passed away. We actually had nothing, dad tried so hard to pay school fees. He had a car accident when we was going for a job interview in a taxi.

Now, here we are, in this way expensive looking car. Mom said he's filthy rich, like..... Rich with a capital letter 'r'. But I know that's not why she wants him. She even had to teach me etiquette because of this. 

It seems like this man is a royal boring freak. We were heading straight to the so-called mansion Mom said we were going. I didn't talk to her since the ride started and I knew she got the message a while ago. 

I heard that this man has triplet girls and a son. According to Mom, he's the oldest, he's twenty years old and he's in highschool. What's a twenty years old doing in highschool. 

I noticed the part we were following looks weirdly beautiful, it has beautiful grasses by each sides of the road. It's like a magic land.

It doesn't still change the fact that I don't want to be here. I mean, he has three daughters and a son, what does he need me for, what does he need us for. He's wealthy with kids. I don't know what mom sees in this 'man' telling me to endure with, how handsome could he be? It's not like he's an angel that fell from the sky. 

Mom kept giving me little glance which makes me feel more uncomfortable. I felt like the ground should just open and swallow me who.

"Are you okay Bianca?" She asked, noticing how upset I looked. I shake my head, not wanting to talk to her. She knows that I don't support the idea of her getting married again, to a complete trillion dollars stranger. 

But if she wants to get married, I won't stop her. It's not like I'm gonna wake up in the morning and start making his daughters' hair, or study with his son. That will mean I'm getting attached to them and I do not want that. 

We finally made it to a castle-looking-estate-mansion. I don't even know what to call it anymore. I was not expecting this. The place is like time one million size of our former apartment. The fence are made of hard concrete which was obvious, surrounded by guards around the gate with guns in their hands. Is the man an agent or what? 

"He is the former head of the Italian military  and he owns five oil company here in New York, along with hotels, restaurants, clubs, hospitals and many more" mom explained excitedly.

"Is that why you want to marry him?" I asked. I noticed the driver stared at me through the rare veiw mirror. Mom went silent with a sad face. It was silent till she spoke. 

"I love him so much. When I met him rhat day at the Cafe, I had no idea he was rich, he didn't even look like he was. It was love at first sight." She smiled, looking down at her lap.

I feel bad for asking that but mom already knows how rude I am. It was silent as the gates automatically opens. I couldn't even see the mansion because of how spacious the place is.

I noticed there was a field at the left side of the pathway. At the right was a beautiful garden. I also noticed a water fountain with a beautiful sculpted dolphin. 

As the car kept moving, my ears could here the sound of chirping birds, it sounded beautiful. I sigh. "This is fucking life" I mumbled. I could feel mom smiling, but I kept my eyes shut.

As soon a we came in front of the mansion, I got intimidated. This place looks like the castle of the British queen. The car came to an halt. I got out of the car as soon as Mom did. She stood next to me as I stare at the place.

I wonder how the inside would be. Mom held my two hands and stare at me seriously. "Remember, he is very strict.....don't be rude. He can't tolerate that, just show some respect. Remember your table etiquettes, the way you speak matters and act like a girl...... please" she pleaded. I rolled my eyes and nod. 

She smiled and we both started our journey towards the house. "Wait, what about our stuff?" I asked her. She smiled.

"It'll be sent in. Don't worry" she said. I nod and we continued. We reached the door and a guard stood there, with glasses on, a suited and in character..... scary. 

He held his ear piece like he got a call. "Yes sir" he replied before nodding at us, he moved out of the way, mom pulled me and we walked in. 

A maid walked up to us and bow at us....her maid dress looks different from the ones I know of. She was wearing a very decent red expensive dress which hugged her curves. 

"Welcome Mrs Rossi and Ms Rossi" why is she calling is Rossi, mom isn't even married to him yet. This is annoying.

"I'm s Moretti not Rossi" I said stubbornly. Mom gave me a look which I didn't even look at her. I had a Dad and his name must stand till I get married. Never will I be a Rossi.

The maid looked confused but am I wrong. I'm not gonna give away my last name. If mom wants to, then she can but I can't.

We heard footsteps, heavy ones. Mom and I looked towards one of the four spiral stairs. Mom smiled brightly. I instantly got terrified at the handsome figure.....he does look strict. Who is this man.

He walked towards us gladed with suit. I slowly step back, the maid walked away before he could reach us. He stood in front of Mom and pecked her forehead. I looked at my feet. 

I don't know, but this man is intimidating. "Ale.....this is my daughter, Bianca" mom spoke so freely to him. He stepped in front of me, I didn't dare look up.

"Look up princess" his voice alone was commanding. I looked up immediately. He was really good looking, mom really have eyes for men. He had blue eyes. But he scares me a bit. 

"Good day, sir" I was shocked at myself.....did I just greet him. Mom was equally shocked as I am. 

He chuckles. "You have a very good manner Bianca..... welcome to my home, your new home. Be respectful and you'll be alright, okay?" He said. It sounded like a warning.

I nod my head. "Yes sir" it was fear that was making me to speak this way. I can't believe myself. Mom giggles. Mr Rossi looks at her, finding her giggles amusing.

"Isn't she well behaved?" He asked with a smile on his face. Mom glared at him playfully. "You once said otherwise" he said. I glared at Mom. Did she tell him I was rude? "Laurence" he called. 

The maid that was here earlier came out of the hall by the end of the living room. "Yes Mr Rossi" she said professionally. 

"Show Bianca to her room" he said. She nods and looks at me. 

"This way, ma'am" she said before leading me towards the stairs. Climbing this stairs was another thing. I've honestly never climbed something like this before. My heart was beating, I was sweating really bad.

We took a lot of time before we got to the top stairs, I started heaving heavily. "That was..... something" I said before letting the maid know she can proceed. All the room doors where colored.....it reminded me of squid game season two. 

Or is it?

My eyes landed on a black door, I wonder who owns that room. She stops right next to the black door. The door is blue. "This is your room ma'am" she said. I nod to her before she walked away. 

"Oh, excuse me....." I called. She turns around and walked back to be. I smiled and looked at the black door. "Whoes room is this?" I asked. She looked at the room.

"Oh, that's Mr. Rossi's son's room, Emilio Rossi" she said. "He's not home right now, he comes home late at night" she added before walking off. 

I gulp. What if he's as scary as his father. I open the door and walk in. I couldn't believe my eyes. This is like another house.

As I step into this incredible bedroom, I'm immediately struck by the luxurious atmosphere. The first thing that catches my eye is the stunning round purple bed, adorned with sumptuous silk sheets that look irresistibly soft. I can almost imagine sinking into the plush mattress and getting lost in a great novel.

As I look around, I notice a cozy parlor area with soft, blue fluffy carpet that invites me to sit down, relax, and unwind. It's the perfect spot to curl up with a good book, enjoy a warm cup of coffee, or simply daydream.

But what really impresses me is the thoughtful layout of the room. There's a dedicated study area where I can focus on homework, complete with a spacious desk and plenty of natural light. And when I need to get ready, the huge walk-in closet provides ample storage for my clothes, shoes, and accessories.

Last but not least, the modern bathroom is sleek, stylish, and equipped with everything I need to start my day feeling refreshed and revitalized.

Overall, this bedroom feels like a private retreat – a serene oasis where I can escape the stresses of everyday life and recharge. And there was a balcony. I rushed over to it, opening the window. I could see the city from here. I noticed all rooms has balconies.

I walked back in. Some maids walked in with my luggage. They took it towards the closest that was already filled with clothes and shoes. I sat on the soft mattress and sigh. 

I noticed some girls peeking through my door. I looked closely and it was three beautiful girls. They walked in. Their hairs are braided beautifully. I wonder who did it for them. The person needs to do mine. 

"Who are you?" The brunette asked. I smiled at her. "Are you our new sister?" She asked curiously.

"Did your Dad tell you that?" I asked. The black headed rolled her eyes. 

"We do family meetings. We don't want you here!" She exclaimed angrily. "We have our big brother, Milo.....leave!" She yelled.

"Andrea, don't be like that, she's our sister" the brownies-blonde headed said. Okay, who the fuck her this toddlers and why are they bothering me.

"You girls are bothering me" I try as best as I could not to cuss at them. 

"Sorry, I like you" the brunette said. 

"I like you too, let's be sisters" the blondy said too. 

"Okay???....." I replied. Mom walked in. The three girls rushed towards her and hugged her.

"Mom!" They all exclaimed. I rolled my eyes.

"Hello my princesses, how was your day?" She asked. 

"We like her" the blondy pointed to me. Mom smiled at me.

"That's my daughter, Bianca. Bianca, this are your little sisters...." She pointed to the blondy. "This is Arianna" the little girl waved. "This is Alessia" she pointed at her. "And this is Andrea" she held the black headed. The stubborn one. "

You might wanna come down for dinner. Get changed" she said before walking out with the kids. I sigh. I'm already exhausted.