Secrets

Chapter 1 - June

      The flick of a cigarette, then smoke. All in my face. Goddamn, these fuckface men..
"Listen, you filthy douche. I've got nothing for you, so back up"
      My eyebrows raised as I waited for the man to back up into his buddies, though, he never did. Then, I felt it. A nasty hand on my hip through my dark purple bandage dress. Disgusting. This is exactly the reason I avoid old, rich, know-it-all men.

      I huffed, clearly annoyed that my brother had to come rescue me from my predicament.
      "Levi, I could've handled it myself if you would've let me." I growled angrily as I stared at the bloody, now unconscious men on the floor. My older brother, standing at 6'1, looked down at me with an overprotective glare.
     "June Bug, you need to be more careful when you're on your own, especially with those asshole traitors running around Venice with free will.." He sighed heavily, rubbing his temples.
      "Wait, sorry, what? You.. Levi Guiseppe Bianchi. You let those bastards go after they threatened you? God, I swear you'd be dead without me.." I groan, shifting my dress higher up on my thighs. I watch my brother raise an eyebrow at my slutty movement.
     "Listen, Ju, remember how I suggested you leave your apartment and come live with me?" He presses his foot into the gas pedal, speeding through the late evening roads of Venice.
     "Yeah.. I guess so.. What about not having freedom while living with you?" I roll my eyes, annoyed with the suggestion of giving up my absolute power.
     "I was thinking.. That you should do it.. Completely. Move everything into my house and stay safe with me. And no, you don't have a choice on this." He turns a sharp corner, drifting the block until we reach a large mansion on a tall hill.

I sigh as I get out of his sleek black Jeep Grand Cherokee, noticing another ebony black car in his driveway
     "Lev, whose car is that?" I ask, with obvious distaste at the fact he randomly got a girlfriend.
     "Oh, I forgot to mention! My boss's house burned down.. And he needed a home, so I opened mine up to him." He smiles sheepishly as if he knows I'm gonna beat his ass.
     "Levi Bianchi! You can't just invite me to live at your house at the same time as your, what, 60 year old boss? You're completely and utterly insane!" I yell at the top of my lungs
     "June! He's 39.. Please, calm down.. Jesus Christ, you may have woken up the whole neighborhood with that one." He rubs his temples, resigning to my ignorance.
     "Plus, I don't even have my things with me to move in properly." I grumble, clearly annoyed with my brother as I lean against his car. He shoo's me off his car before leaning against it himself. Such a hypocrite.
     "Lev, that's hypocritical of you, you know. Anyways.. Could you drive me home so I can at least grab all my clothes?" I ask him, stretching my arms out. Levi nods begrudgingly and playfully pushes me back into his car.

We arrive back at my brother's shared house. I shove my suitcases inside his double doors and am immediately barraged by 3 maids.
     "For fuck's sake, ladies! Get the hell off me! I can take my suitcases to my own room, thank you very much!" I growl, annoyed at their persistence. I march up the stairs and turn the corner to my room, bumping into a middle-aged man suddenly.
     "Get the fuck out of my way. Now." I shove past the man and open the door to my room.

I feel a strong hand on my arm, pulling my back towards him.
     "Excuse you?" I ask, glaring up at the man. Wait. Was this Levi's boss..?
     "Damnit, June! You weren't supposed to meet him yet!" Levi sighs from the bottom of the stairs, then quickly runs up the stairs.
     "I'm terribly sorry on behalf of my sister, Victor.. Just don't let her temper get on your nerves" My brother murmurs as I strut down the hallway to my room, already free from the mans grasp.

     "Why the hell is your sister in this damn house?" Replied an angry voice, tinged with the slightest hint of curiosity.

                             Victor.