BIANCA
Honestly, this place feels safe and cozy. I took a quick shower in my luxurious bathroom...... or should I say en suite. But one thing I reminded myself is not to get to comfortable.
I don't still agree with all this people. I don't need a big brother nor little sisters. I'm an only child to the Moretti family.
I actually got used to the stairs. It was long but I didn't actually care a bit anymore cause I realized it was just stairs. I noticed the living room has CCTV but the upstairs doesn't. Weird.
I walked towards the living room but no one was there. I saw a maid. "Excuse me, please where's the dinning room?" I asked.
"Oh, its this door ma'am" she pointed to right opposite the kitchen hall way. I opened the door and walked in.
All eyes fell on me.
I walked towards a free seat, ignoring Mr. Rossi's glare. "We were waiting for you Bianca" he spoke.
"I lost my way here, I'm sorry" I replied. Mom was shocked when I said I'm sorry.
"I'm sure you learned etiquette. We don't show to table late. Now, let's all say our blessings and have our meals" he said. I look at everyone and noticed Emilio isn't here. "Emilio.....will join us late" he added as if he read my mind. "And also, please ignore the kid, he's a trouble maker" he smiled. He sounds so Italian, like mom.
We are Italians based in America, the same with this freaks of a family.
"I'm sure you've met the girls?" He asked. I looked at them as they stare at me. I nod at him and gulp. "They are also trouble makers" he said. I guess I already knew that.
"But Aria and I like her" Alessia said with a pout on her lips.
"Yeah, Lisa and I like her but Andy doesn't" Arianna added. Andrea quickly hid her face from her Dad. I noticed he was already getting angry. What's going on.
"Andrea, tell me that is not true" he said. Mom held his hand for him to calm down.
"No daddy.....I don't want a big sist-" he quickly cut her off.
"And why don't you? You know what I'm capable of babygirl" he said with a warning tone.
"Sorry Daddy" she looks down. She then looks at me. "Sorry Bianca" she said. I smiled at her.
We all started to get our cutleries. Mom secretly place a napkin on my lap. She once said he hates people eating without napkins on their laps.
We ate quietly. I noticed everyone was eating the way mom had taught me. As soon as dinner was over, I was about to stand up and pack the dishes when maids starts rushing in.
"There's no need for that" Mr Rossi spoke to me. I nod.
This is so different from the life I had lived. Everything seems so extravagant and I don't know if I'll handle it.
I soon head upstairs to my room and I had time to study. I'll be starting school on Monday which is after tomorrow. I don't know if I'll be comfortable with rich kids.
Mr Rossi did say Emilio is good at protecting family. But I haven't even seen the Emilio guy yet. Time had went by, but as much as I try, this bed was too comfortable for me to sleep in. I couldn't sleep.
I got off bed and walked towards the window. As soon as I opened, I walked into the balcony. I noticed a figure on my left side.
As soon as I looked, the male silhouette walked into the room from the balcony. That's Emilio. I didn't see his face, only his back. But fuck, he's tall as hell.
I head back into my room and wore my afterwear and head out of the room, trying not to make any sounds. I walked deep into the hall. Home many rooms those this house have.
As soon as I reached the end of the hall, I noticed there was a staircase that leads the roof. I was curious so I slowly climb the stairs, heading up to the roof.
The cold breeze hit my skin. I could see the stars and the moon. I breathe in. I then started perceiving the smell of smoke..... cigarettes.
I looked at the far end as I noticed the same figure at the balcony sitting at the other end. But I couldn't still see his face. Why is he smoking. I'm not saying anything cause I smoke too, but I just feel like there's some reason.
I decided to go back down to my room but as soon as I reached the door to my room, I noticed Emilio's door was opened ajar. No, Bianca, don't do it!.....
It won't hurt to go in. I mean, I'll be out before he gets down from the roof. I looked left and right slowly walking to his door, I creak it open and walked. I was stunned.
His room was just like mine in size, it had a parlor, walk-in closet, study, bathroom, balcony. But his room is painted black a green. It looks so depressing.
I heard footsteps coming, I gasp. I looked around as soon as I heard the footsteps getting closer. My eyes landed on the bed. I immediately went under it.
He walked in, his footsteps coming closer. As soon as I saw it right in front of me......his high black boots, I held my mouth. He stopped and I had no reason why he stopped.
He started walking towards the bathroom. I sigh and came out, rushing towards the door, I twisted the doorknob but it didn't open. I gulp. My palm became sweaty. Did he lock the door?
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I heard a deep sexy voice behind be. I freeze there, slowly turning around and looking at him. My eyes widened at the sight in front of me.
This guy is cute..... goodness, his lips is so pink. Let's not talk about his blue eyes and pointy nose. Fuck me. This guy is a fucking hottie. The way he lean on the wall make his muscles pop out from the hoody. I got a glimpse of his tattoos on his hands.
He's a bad boy.
"Uhm....I.....uhh" he lean up and walked towards me. Please, ground.....just open and swallow me. He stopped right in front of me, he lean down close to my face.....his closure sends shiver down my spine. He was as intimidating as his father.
"Don't fucking come to my room again, yes?" He whispered against my lips. If I move, we'll probably kiss. I gulp.
I heard the door unlock and he moved away. I quickly turn around and opened the door before rushing out. I entered my room and shut the door. I took in a deep breath.
What just happened right now. Did I just get scared of him? Am I supposed to be scared of him? I sigh and got on my bed. This is fucked up. Why did I go to his room in the first place.
How do I face him when day breaks.
MILO
Why does she have to have a fucking child. She's getting married to my Dad, what concerns that little thing. I sigh as I lay on my bed. Why was she in my room.
I had seen her in the balcony and on the roof when she was busy staring at me like I'm a demon or something. But I wasn't expecting to come to my safe zone.
I heard a door on my door. It better not be her cause I won't be able to keep myself in control. I guess the word is a small place.
I walked over to the door and opened it. My eyes went down to my little princess. I squat down to her level and held her face.
"Why are you awake, princess?" I whispered. She looked sad. Andrea isn't someone to get sad. She only gets angry.
"Can I sleep in your room. I couldn't sleep" she asked. How would I say no to her. I practically raised her by myself. I stood up and walked her in before closing the door. I helped her on my bed and covered her with the duvet. I got on the other side.
She quickly hugged me and soon after, she fell asleep. I sigh and stroke her head. My eyes became heavy. I closed my eyes and dose off.
I woke up to the sounds of camera clicking and giggles. I opened my eyes to see it was my stepmom, Arianna and Alessia taking pics of Andrea and I sleeping.
Andrea's legs where on my chest while her her head was close to the edge of the bed. I sigh.
Can they just fucking stop, this is so annoying. I moved Andrea's legs away, causing her to fall off the bed. "Ouch!" She wince and pouted at me.
"Sorry." I apologize. I looked at everyone. "Good morning to you, ma'am" I muttered grumpily.
Mrs Moretti smiled warningly at me. "I told you to call me Mom" she said. I looked at her and walked away to the bathroom. I don't know, but she always seems to warm my heartless heart.
I entered my bathroom and picked up my toothbrush and some toothpaste. I started brushing my teeth. I didn't eat any fucking food last night and now I'm fucked up hungry.
BIANCA
I head straight downstairs to the kitchen where my mom said breakfast is normally eaten. I entered the kitchen and that when I saw him, eating leftover pizza on the counter. His eyes are so beautiful and his height is perfect. I may be reaching his waist if possible.
I noticed the kids were eating bacon and scrambled eggs. Yummy. I walked over to where my breakfast was. They eat like royals. They don't talk or spill anything. And their Dad isn't even here.
I opened the plate and that's when they all looked at me. "What?" I asked. Arianna swallowed and cleaned her mouth with napkins before facing me.
"You don't eat before washing your hands" she said. Unbelievable. I huff and got up from my seat and walked towards the sink where Emilio was standing.
I turned on the sink and that's when I could feel his eyes looking at me. I dare not look at him. I don't know, but he was eying me up and down.
I rinsed my hand and was about to walk away but his words stopped me. "What's your name?" He spoke with that deep voice last night. I slowly face him.
"Uhm.... I'm.....I'm Bianca" I introduced. I gulped. He looks at me for a few seconds before raising his hand. I thought he wanted to slap me or something but I felt a big hand on my head, patting it slowly. I slowly open my eyes to see that he was patting my head like I was his little sister.
I looked into his blue eyes, although he was still way taller than I am......way way tall. He was looking at my head while I look at his blue eyes. I sigh. He looks like an angel.
His sleeve is shirt so I could see everything prominent, his tattoos, his strong arms covered with veins. Fuck I like this guy.
He pulled away and walked out of the kitchen. I watch as he left, I could tell that the girls are looking at me with a smile.
I walked back to my seat and sat down. "Big brother likes you" Alessia said. I looked at her. "We like you too" she added. How old are this girls.
"How old are you guys?" I asked out of curiosity.
"We're nine" they all replied at the same time. This girls will be the death of me.
EMILIO "I heard you got a sissy now, is she cute?" Lorenzo asked. I feel like blowing is face off. Why must he bring up Bianca. I'm so sick if being in the same house with the girl. "Can you fucking not talk about her?" I asked. I sigh. He smirked at me."Can I hook up with her?" He bite his lips. My blood was boiling. I held his shirt."What's fucking wrong with you? Do you even know what she's going through right now?" I said out of anger. He raised his hand in surrender. He chuckles after I let him go."Fine, Mr overprotective. But what is she going through?" He asked. I close my eyes and sigh. Why did I tell him that.BIANCA It's really boring in this house. I finished studying and there's nothing else I can do. They had dropped my uniforms for me. It seems they do delivery in that school, I also got my locker number and my classroom. Mom said the name of the school is Royal High and it's not far from home so it's safe. I don't know if it's a good idea. She also said if I'm b
BIANCAThe look on everyon's face was priceless, like I just did a miracle. How long has he had dinner with his family? Mom stared at me like i just did the impossible. I looked at Emilio, but he only walks past me. He took a seat next to Arianna. I shrugged and walked over to my seat. Mom held my hand. I looked next to me to see her grining at me. "How did you do it?" Mom asked in a whispering tone. I rolled my eyes."You guys could've just asked him to have dinner with you all......." I trailed off, strugging my shoulder. "Easy peasy" I said. "Good evening sir" Milo greeted his father, Mr Rossi didn't even give him a look which was sad. In a way, i actually feel bad for Milo. Everyone started eating their meal and fucking gracious its delicious. My gaze moved over to Milo again, he was busy feeding his little sister Arianna who was still shocked at his presence.Mom felt the tention in the air and I felt it too that they both were'nt comfortable around each other. Mom finally spok
BIANCAHonestly, at some point it was really fun walking around the hall by myself but I think I'm lost. Milo could have just escorted me to the principal's office. I don't really know where I am. "Hi" I turn around to the voice. A girl with green emerald eyes was smiling right at me. I smiled right back at her."Hi, I'm Bianca" I replied. She grin even more."You must be Emilio's step sister. It's nice to meet you, Bianca......I'm Sofia, by the way. Milo wanted me to help you out" she said. I felt relieved when she said that. "C'mon" she said. I followed her as she tells me the areas that we are passing. This place is really huge. We finally made it to the lockers. Honestly, I forgot I had my locker code. "Your locker code was sent to your email, right?" She asked. I nod and pulled out my phone to check the message. I saw my locker number and that's when my eyes looked up to search the lockers. "717" I whispered. Sofia started looking for it."Here it is!" she exclaimed. I walked
BIANCA Presently, we were at Milo's table. The girl named Blakely smiles at me creepily. I tried as much as possible not to make eye contact with her. "So........ how old are you?" She uttered. I looked at Milo first but he was on his phone. "I'll be seventeen soon" I replied. She nods as if trying to process something. Milo looks at me, more like glere at me. Did I say something wrong. "Wow..... how long have you been his sister? You know, I was not aware that he has a little sister" she said. Okay, this is getting annoying."Who are you to know?" I blurted out. They all looked at me like I said the unexpected. "I mean, not everyone knows" I corrected. "I am more closer to Milo here, so I need to know everything that goes on in his life" she said. Milo and his friends let out a mocking laugh. He recomposed. I really didn't know he had dimples. So fucking hot. "Fuck off, Blakely" he said to the embarrassed girl. She glared at him. "What? I'm only trying to know the relationship
BIANCA His leans closer that I could feel his minty cigarettes breath. "The AC is on, Carina {Cutie}. Tell me, did she?" He asked. Why did he call me a cutie in Italian. Goodness, I'll die here.My breathing picks up. "No, no she didn't, can I go now?" I whispered. He was still giving me his straight rude face. He leans even closer and I moved back a little. I realized he was removing the seatbelt. I sigh in relief. I gathered the McDonalds bag and opened the car door. I closed it before running in. I rushed to the kitchen and drop the stuff on the table. I head upstairs to my room. I shut the door and lean on it. "What the fuck just happened?" I said to myself. I cry to my bed and fall on it, face flat.....I yelled on my pillow till I can't anymore. I'm really hungry right now, my stomach is really grumbling and I really need to eat but I'm embarrassed to go out. Soon, someone knocked on my door. "Hey, I'm heading out.....I'll be really late. Come down and it and watch the girls
BIANCA I head downstairs for breakfast, looks like I'm early today. I entered the noisy dinning room. I watch as maids walks in with trays of breakfast. Is Mr Rossi home today? He is. "Good morning everyone" I said, taking a seat next to Arianna. I wonder were Milo is. I noticed Mr Rossi was deep in thought, maybe he's wondering why Milo isn't here today. After last scene, he's still wondering?We started eating breakfast but soon later Milo walked in. I looked at him as he walks towards the diner. He took a seat next to my mom. "Good morning everyone" he looks really tired, he hasn't had enough sleep."If you're coming to eat with us, come early or don't come at all" Mr Rossi starts."Ale, stop it." Mom warns. "What matters is that he's here with us all" she put some sense into the man's head. "Eat Emilio" she held his shoulder. He nods and grab a piece of bread with Nutella. The relationship between him and his father is getting worst every day. It's like the man keeps making his
BIANCA"Can I go to the party tonight?" I asked the guy playing video games on the living room couch. He pauses his game and look at me."Why?" He asked, eying me up and down. "That party is....." He looks at me one more time again. "....not for you" he finished. I groan. This is all messed up, so fucking messed up. I need to stay away from him no matter what."Please, it's not my first time at a party" I said. "Besides, you're gonna be there" i please. He glared at me."Do you even know what happens at patties? You're an idiot" he sigh. I got on my knees in front of his spread legs. His eyes followed my movement. I held his lap."Please......I'll do anything" I said. He looks into my eyes for some second, as if trying to tell me something. I soon realize the position we're in. I quickly stood up."Fine, you can go. But, don't collect drinks from strangers" he warns. I nod my head like a kid.I turn around and rushed back upstairs. I can't wait to tell Sofia and Lora, they're gonna be
BIANCA For a while now, no one actually came to look for me which I'm thankful about; and for some while, I've been going around, drinking whatever someone gave me and I'm fucking wasted. I kept kissing and making out with complete strangers that I can't even see properly. I'll probably forget everything, just like my life. I've cried like three times in this party, thinking about my life. "Hey cutie" I turned around to see two weird looking guys. "Are you alone?" He asked. The way he called me cutie reminded me of Milo calling me Carina. I cried. But then, it's like the two guys noticed something before walking off. "You're fucked up drunk" Milo.....his voice, he's here. "You.....you asshole......you dickhead prick!" I hit his chest. "You embarrassed me. Why didn't you get hard for me. I was......I was....." I hiccup. "Wet" I placed my head on his chest. "You're drunk, let's go home" he said, ignoring everything I just said. "That's your problem, you don't care..... you're alw
BIANCA I can't believe what I'm doing right now. I of all people wanted to get rid of Milo from my mind. But here I am, staring at him in the living room as he types on his phone with a smile on his face. Is he seeing someone? Does he have a girlfriend? These are the questions running through my head. I slowly peeped through but ended up falling to the ground with a thud. "Fuck," I mumbled. I noticed Milo was getting up from his seat and walking over to me. I could only stare at him as he did so. I didn't know how I even got here. I got curious to find out who he was chatting with. "What are you doing?" He asked. I stared up at him. He can't even help me to my feet. I slowly stood up. Like.....there's no difference between me on the floor and me standing. I'm still looking at the same tall guy. I chuckled lightly. I scratched the back of my head and gulped as I looked at anywhere but him. "Uhmm.....I.....the thing is that," I tried to make up a lie to say. "What?" He asked again.
MILO I never in my life thought a person could get my attention most hotly. Making eye contact. I took Amaya's hand in mine. "Emilio is the name," I said. She nodded. "My friend and I are having a drink, wanna join?" I can't believe I'm asking that question. She looked over and nodded. "Sure, why not? You seem fun." She said. We walked over to Lorenzo. He stared at me in bewilderment. "Hi," she said to him."Enzo, this is Amaya. Amaya, this is my best friend Lorenzo," I said. They both shook hands. We all sat down and ordered more drinks. "So, Amaya, do you stay around?" I asked. "Yeah. I live close by with my stepfather," She replied. I looked at her. "It's the only way I could get away from him. He's......" she trailed off. "You okay?" Lorenzo asked. She nodded. She's lying. I could see through her smile. We chatted for a while before Enzo decided to go home. Amaya and I stayed behind. We kept drinking and chatting. "What does your father do?" I asked. She looked at me l
BIANCA I didn't want to go to the funeral 'cause I had to study for the past class I had missed out. But, I want to see Milo's plan. He's ignoring me, and I don't know why. Is it because of what I said? He doesn't even like me, so why would it be uncomfortable? I grabbed my bag and phone and exited the room. I headed downstairs. Milo was waiting downstairs. Immediately, he noticed my presence. He walked towards the door. I sighed and walked to the door. What's his problem? I headed out and walked to the car. I hopped into it. He started the car and drove off. It was awkwardly quiet in here. It was suffocating. "Why are you ignoring me?" I uttered. I couldn't look at him right now. "Is it that bad?" I questioned. He glanced at me. "What?" He asked. He was keeping his cool but also curious about it. I sighed. "What I said the other day. That we should just be friends?" I asked. He sighed. He looks so uncomfortable next to me. "Why are you ignoring me?" I asked. "I don't know,"
BLAKELY There's no way I did that. I don't want to go to jail. I fucking don't want to go to jail. I pace around my room. It's all Bianca's fault. I didn't do anything wrong. I sighed. I don't want to join my brother in prison. My phone beeped. I grabbed it to see it was a message from Emilio. I relaxed a little. [Let's meet up. I want you,] he texted. I smiled at the message. [Sure, where?] I texted back. I waited for him to reply. After it was marked read, he started typing. Another message popped. [I'm right in front of your house. Come out,] he replied. I quickly put on my shoes and headed downstairs. "Where are you going?" Mon asked angrily. I cleared my throat. After what happened between Bryan and Beck. They've been keeping an eye on me in this house. "Oh, Emilio is taking me out," I said the truth. Mom and Dad like Milo, so they don't have a problem with me going out with him. "Just Emilio?" She asked. I nodded my head. She sighed. "He should bring you back before midnig
BIANCA I watched as Milo welcomed the lady in. It looks like the truth is finally here in front of him. "Emilio, you shouldn't welcome a stranger into the house," his father warned. "I'm his mother. I'm not a stranger, right Mimi?" She smiled at him. Milo stared at her with a blank face. Milo isn't even looking shocked or something. He just looks amazed. I wonder how he's feeling right now. "What do you mean by mother? I don't have a mother," Milo spoke. The lady's face fell. "What do you mean by you don't have a mother?" She looks angry right now. "It's me, mommy," she chimed. Milo stepped back a little. She looked at the girls and smiled. "My girls," she stepped closer but the girls stepped back in fear. "Dad, I'm scared," Alessia said. Angela held them and, that's when Geneva glared at her. "I said, I'm their mother," she gritted out."I said, I don't fucking have a mother," he repeated. I don't understand why Milo is saying this while his mother is right in front of him. "My
FOUR DAYS LATER After the burial of Bianca's mom, Antonella. It's like a wave of depression fell upon Bianca. She never left her room. Food would always be left for her at her front door. She hasn't come out of the room. Mr Rossi was worried about her. Milo had to keep going to school, but he was worried about her. He knew he had to be with her in these hard times. Bianca wouldn't let him in. Milo's Dad had to promise his son that he would find a way to get her out of the room. Milo had to trust his old man. He took the girl to school. She cut everyone off. Her friends, her classmates, who heard about everything, her teachers. They knew she couldn't answer all those condolences. She would break down. The thing that is bothering her is that she knew it wasn't an accident. She knew it was a set-up. The way her mom spoke to her the other day was like she was saying goodbye in case she didn't make it back. That means someone lured her out of the house just to kill her. Why didn'
BIANCA I saw Milo entering his father's office earlier. I wonder what they are talking about. It's been hours, and none of them had come out of the office. I was in my room wondering if he was telling him everything. I walked towards the balcony. I looked to my left when I felt someone standing there. It was Milo. I faced him. I shouldn't do that. I faced back.I gulped. Should I say something? Why is he smoking again? "Can we go to the rooftop?" I asked. He walked into his room, and so did I. I waited for some minutes before I exited the room. I headed straight to the rooftop. I don't know if he's there. The way he walked in was like he had no time for me. I headed up the ladder. I sighed when I saw him still smoking there. I sat next to him. I stared at the stars. He passed me a cigar, and I gladly collected it. I placed it in between my lips, and he helped me to light it up. I dragged in the smoke and puffed it out. "Did he tell you?" I uttered. He sighed. "No. He said he'd t
AUSTINI don't wanna let go, I still miss him so much. He kept stroking my hair. "What brings you here today?" He asked. I pulled away and looked up at him. "Milo," I replied. "He said you were sick. I feel so good right now. He smiled right at me. "So, you were worried about me, kitten?" He asked. I looked away instantly. He followed my movement. He harshly grabbed my face. My eyes shoot up in an instant. "Where you worried?" He asked again in a husky tone. I nodded my head. "Say it," he said. I gulped. "Yes, I was worried about you," I replied. He sighed and ruffled my hair. "I'm sorry about the last time," he said all of a sudden. I was shocked that he could apologize to me."I was never mad at you. You were high that night, I know, the next day...I was just disappointed," I told him. "I deleted the video. I was never gonna post it. I didn't mean what I said. Sorry for threatening you," he said. I hugged him again. He ruffled my hair. My face was on his chest. I kissed h
LAYLAI walked up to Damien, who stood close to the mirror in his room. I slowly walked over. "I'll... " suddenly grabbing his attention. He turned around and stared at me. "I'll be going now," I said. He nodded his head at me. I sighed. "You can go. I don't think I can trust you anymore." He said. He was all dressed up for school. I managed to try to go to his father's office, but it was locked. Now, I may never walk back into this house. "Why are you chasing me, Damien?" I asked cause I was so confused as to why.He walked up to me and sighed. "I'm not chasing you away, Layla," he called me by my name. Not baby anymore? "I'm not comfortable with your behaviour recently. Your father broke my car mirror. I don't know why he looked so familiar. It's awkward." Shit, I think he almost recognized my Dad."I'm so sorry, Damien. I held his hand. "Can you give me another chance?" I asked. I can't lose this mission. He looked at me for some minutes. He's in love. "I'll think about it