WARNING: This is a very old story, written over a long period of time so it isn't the best and it has discrepancies but I wanted to keep it up as it shows my writing development. Thank you.
Who would ever have guessed that the sister of Isabella Sw...
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Attarah walked down the stairs, slightly angered that she'd had to get dressed in heels and a short dress at the top of a long flight of stairs. She marched down the stairs and upon finally reaching the bottom floor, she is directed by Jane towards the throne room. When they opened the large oak doors they found all three King's sat in heavy thrones. Caius was dressed smartly in a suit but had abandoned his cloak. He stood when he saw her enter and all three pairs of eyes widened before Aro settled for shock.
"You're wearing that?" Aro was angered and it could be seen in his eyes.
"Yes she is. And she looks beautiful." Caius smiled and kissed her, his arm sliding around her waist. "Do you feel comfortable my love?" Caius questioned and she nodded with a smile. "I will bring a coat for you just in case you get cold but we won't spend long outside."
Aro clenched his jaw and said no more whilst Marcus smiled at her and complimented her appearance before they both left, heading to the garage. Caius decided that he was going to go all out on this time together she she was clearly impressed as she seated herself within his matt black Ferrari and the engine revved.
A giggle escaped her, the lavish lifestyles and fountains of cash that came from the bank of her mates was still too much to process. She lived a simple life with cheap steam and potatoes for dinner before watching TV on the old box in the corner with a rip-off Ben and Jerry's. But she had left that all behind and her heart lurched with the realisation that still managed to strike her.
"Hold tight beautiful" he spoke loudly over the engine and they zoomed into the night, down highways and through the town and she smiled brightly. Happiness radiated from her from the meet thrill of speed which she'd finally come to love.
Soon the thrill of the ride was over and she was slightly disappointed. Caius walked around to her side and opened her car door, taking her hand gently to help her to stand without flashing the world. The keys were tossed to a scrawny gentleman and they entered a giant stone white washed building. Another two gentlemen stood by and pulled the two chrome bars toward themselves, inviting the pair into the lavish foyer of a grand Italian hotel.
The duo now stood in a giant round room that's roof was too high to see, curving from the left side and all the way up and around was a grand staircase, marble lined with a bright crimson carpet. Standing before the stairwell was a magnificent counter top, five beautiful females standing behind with identical brown hair and outfits, smiling politely. The carpet was marvelous and clearly hugely expensive and to each side were giant archways leading to different areas of the extensive architecture.
"Come my darling" Caius stated and escorted his beautiful mate to the desk where he approached an inviting female. The pair rolled out Italian easily and Attarah struggled to catch up but caught snippets of the conversation. The few words and the stare of the female were enough to encourage a small glare at the tall beauty who was far too friendly towards her mate for her liking but soon they were given a key and were on their way.
"We are staying the night?" she questioned and he sent her a smile.
"We are indeed." he replied in a voice that was as smooth as silk. "But first we have a dinner date princess." she smirked and hooked her hand through his arm, directing her off the the left and through a second set of doors to a massive restaurant. It came to Attarahs attention that all things expensive were also oversized.
"Mr Volturi?" a kind gentlemen spoke to the right and Caius nodded, saying nothing. "Please follow me" the accent was thick but the man's English was excellent. Attarah and Caius were led through one of the many side doors and they entered a smaller chamber that held only one table and two chairs though they were expensive and decorated the same way as those in the main dining hall.
"This is your room for the evening, my name is Pablo and I am your server. Please inform me if there is anything you need. I shall be happy to oblige." the young man smiled and stared at Attarah for a moment too long. Next he moved and pulled out her chair, inviting her in. She sat and smiled politely." Lovely to meet you madam"
Attarahs smile turned somewhat awkward and Caius coughed. The man looked at him and handed the pair menus with cherry cheeks. The brunette female couldn't help but feel a little smug. After the receptionists flirtation it felt nice for Caius to experience the jealousy. However she found the boys advances awkward and startling.
"What can I get for you?" he questioned, firmly in his place and rather downtrodden. Attarah looked at the menu and panicked at seeing it fully in Italian, especially considering the man's intense gaze awaiting her order. Thankfully her mate jumped to the rescue and his voice rang out in Italian once more. The male human quickly scribbled down the order on a thin pad before vanishing silently.
"Thank you" she stated awkwardly, unused to the kind of intensity that they were experiencing.
"Please relax Attarah, all will be fine. Everything is under control. I wished to take some time to ourselves once again, It has been a while since the two of us spent time together, alone."
"I agree. And it is lovely here. I just feel a little out of my depth" she worried and he smiled gently, taking her hand across the table.
"Everything is okay Mia Cara. I am not leaving you. Please enjoy yourself." he smiled and she couldn't help but return it.
