Lahat ng Kabanata ng In Bed with the Hot Brothers : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

ZiyanaI love parties, I've always do but tonight, I beg to differ. I'd rather have a date with my bed. I want nothing to do with the chaotic evening. If I had my way, I'd just settle for a bowl of ice-cream, with my favourite TV series and take a nap afterwards, but the men? They'd never let me do that. In fact, they've had my dress picked weeks ago and as always; it's sinful.“You have to get up, it's time,” Gladys said from the door.I didn't even know when she opened the door. She stared at me with her emotionless cold eyes, that usually sends cold down my spine. She always had that look whenever I wasn't following instructions.“You don't have to look at me that way, I'll be done in an hour.” She grunted a reply I didn't pick, and closed the door behind her. I stood up slowly from the bed and dragged myself to the front of the full length mirror in the room. Bending down a bit, I examined the small cut just below my forehead. I winced a bit as I removed the small bandage on it. Th

Salvatore Most people see me as the unintentional and unambitious of the Niccolians brothers. The truth is I do not care what anyone thinks about me. If there's anything, I've learnt that people only bad mouth you when the want to be like you. Some want to get closer to you but when they cannot achieve their aim, they begin to nitpick and speak ill of you at any slight opportunity.For me and my brothers , we've seen more than enough to be bothered by any shit. Whether it was backstabbing, slandering or even implications, we've seen quite a number of it. This is why the issues of the Fabiano sisters was no totally a shock. Truly, I wasn't expecting that they'd do that but ass licking was no big deal in our world.Families turn against eachother just for their gains. Brothers who swore loyalty turns against one another once they get a better deal. And us? The Niccolians have faced centuries of betrayal and shitty attitude. The ability to stand strong even at the face of such occurrenc

Salvatore The water in my room was running when I got in. I frowned then cursed out in frustration. Maybe it's time we replaced Gladys. She's simply getting too old for the work in the house. If she cannot keep up with her work anymore then we might as well have someone else take it from her. I clearly remember switching the showers off so what the heck is running now?I contemplated calling her to come do her work properly but that'll just make things worse. I would probably lash out on her and somehow, I hate doing so. She's been around us all our lives, helping us grow. She feels like a home within a home.𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥. I hissed in frustration, realising the situation and strolled towards the bathroom. I grasped the handle of the door,twitched it downward and

Massimo If the streets forget me,I might as well commit suicide. The street has always been a part of me, letting go of it is the same as tossing my entire life out of the window. All of this wouldn't be happening if those bastards hadn't spoiled my plan and Arseni? He believed their bullshit so much that even my words meant nothing to him. Even though we've had months of talks of business, he took their words against mine and now I stand to lose my face.I won't let that happen though. No matter what it takes, I'd give it. Florence was right, staying away for too long would demoralise my men. Knowing Florence, she'd do a great job keeping everything together but she can only do a few. There are some of these jobs that require me alone. Most business men would ever prefer to deal with men rather than women. Not that I'm shading the women folks but it is what it is.𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢?

Ziyana “Uhhh, that doesn't look good,” I said as I nudged Vittorrio towards the middle of the room. The room was already filled when we got in through the back door. Vittorrio didn't want us to walk in through the hundreds of cameras at the entrance of the room. In his words, the world wasn't ready for me yet. It makes me feel like they are hiding something. If they are quick to make me theirs and lay their claim at every opportunity they get. Why then were they always in a haste to keep me out of the limelight? Not that I'm complaining but the story doesn't fit.“You cannot expect less. That's Massimo over there. I guess he just got out of his hiding, which by the way happened because of us.”“Uhh…what?”“Yeah, I cannot get into details but you know how brutal things are…outside.”“You mean, the brute things you guys do all the time?” I asked with pure hate.“Well, I wouldn't say it like that. I'll just say Massimo got what he deserved.” He replied nonchalantly,as if it didn't matte