For Adonis?

I brushed my hair back..and sighed..

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I went back downstairs..Bella and ivy was nowhere in sight..

Gabriella and her team members were in the living room..

She was addressing them..in a whole different language..

Definitely not italian

Maybe Spanish tho

When she noticed my presence by the door..she passed me a small smile.. I nod in response

She rounded up the talk..and walked over to me..

"Hey you"

"Hi you" I said with a chuckle..

She laughed..as we walked out of the living area..to the hallway..

"You know..I have always wanted to ask..you speak Spanish right?"

"Yeah yeah..how did you know?" She asked amused..

"Well..let say..I listen alot in Spanish class and I caught the accent..the first day we met" I said with a chuckle..she laughed..

"Goood..do you speak Spanish then?"

"Oh definitely not" I laughed..

She laughed too..as we stepped out of the mansion..

"So..you like own your mafia too right?"

"Obviously..yepp"

"You never told me the name" I said seemingly interested..

"Go-" she started but stopped arubtly

"Hmm?"

"Erm..sorry..I.. it's called-" she started again but was cut off by the car zooming into the compound..

Our attention both switched to the roaring red porshe..

Adonis stepped out..in all his glory..his expression hard..

He walked up to us..gave me a quick glance..

Then switched his attention to Gabriella

"My study..now" he said sharply as he stormed off into the mansion..

"The fuck was that?" I stared at his back departing..

"I know right..I have to go" she said.. as she followed him into the mansion..

Okayy..so Adonis is weird..

I stood outside for a while..just taking in the fresh air..

I went back inside..and went straight to the third floor..

Climbing up the stairs..the door to Adonis's mischievous study was ajar..

So..Gabriella can enter his study..but I can't

I felt a wave of jealousy washed over me..

Really..selena Machavelli??

I felt the urge to walk closer and hear them..but I couldn't

I just don't feel like..

I brushed off the feeling..and went to the balcony..

I sat down on the chair

Just staring at the far off mountains..

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