Stasia pov:Just as I slam the office door of the Romanovs it's opening again, I can feel someone behind me.
"Hi um I'm Levi and I'm 17, I love food and Harry Potter oh and I will lead you to your room anddd also I'm not like them I mean I'm not rude I would like to know you"Levi rambles
"You can take me to the room I'm staying in please"I say coldly yet politely
He nods while leading the way, climbing the stairs I taste the bitter memories that make remember that I lived here and I was happy.. until I wasn't.
"This is your room I hope you like it it's a spare room and I decorated it so I will leave you to it anddd at 8 I will come take you downstairs for dinner"he says
"Ok thank you"I say coldly
While closing the door I look at the room and it's not bad.. I mean it's not my style but I'm not staying here for much so doesn't matter.
There is a balcony so a good thing.
I take a shower then change bandage on my ribs then I change into a black hoodie with black sweatpants.
I arrange my clothes in the walk in closet and I put my weapons in a big cupboard there is a key so I lock it and I take a small dagger and I put it inside my bra.
I put my hair in a small one braid and put my hood on my head, wearing the gloves on my hands.
I take my phone just as I'm heading to open the door someone knocks.
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Dead souls
FanfictionStasia Hale Romanov the daughter of Vlad and Sasha Romanov the Russian mafias princess the angel princess of her brothers and father what happens when the Italians kidnapp her and her mother and they return only the angel princess without her mother...