"Dad," Shivaleeka whispered, feeling the familiar warmth of Vincenzo Mariano as he enveloped her in his arms.
"Do you even have the slightest idea how much we missed you, Principessa?" he said as he kissed her forehead.
Vincenzo's embrace was comforting, wrapping Shivaleeka in a sense of familiarity and belonging that she had longed for. As she leaned into him, she felt a flood of emotions washing over her - relief, gratitude, and an overwhelming sense of homecoming. For a moment, everything else faded away as she savored the warmth of her Dad's presence.
"I know dad I missed you so much." She said tears escaping her eyes.
Vincenzo held her tighter, his own eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I missed you too, Principessa," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "But you're here now, and that's all that matters." He gently brushed away her tears, his touch a soothing balm to her weary soul.
Shivaleeka nodded, taking comfort in her Dad's embrace. Despite the trials she had faced, she felt a sense of peace wash over her in his presence. It was a reminder of the love and support that surrounded her, even in her darkest moments.
Lorenzo Mariano voice cut through the moment, pulling her away from her father's embrace. She turned to face him, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of surprise and relief. "What are you doing here, princess? I just saw you at the gala. Did that asshole do something?" he asked, his concern evident in his tone.
Shivaleeka replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's nothing, Bhai," she insisted, trying to reassure him while avoiding the truth of her troubles with Alexander.
(Brother)
Vincenzo's brows furrowed with concern as he studied his sister's troubled expression. "Are you sure, Shiv? You seem upset," he remarked, his tone filled with brotherly concern.
His voice was laced anger as he gently wiped away a stray tear from Shivaleeka's cheek. "Have you been crying? I will not leave that bastard," he vowed, his protective instincts kicking into high gear as he pulled his gun out ready to end the person who made his precious sister cry.
"Bhai, stop. It's nothing," Shivaleeka said, firmly gripping her brother's wrist to prevent him from taking any hasty action.
"Why are you even defending that bastard? I know he did something. I will not let him get away with it!" he roared, his fists clenched in anger.
"Bhai, stop! He is your king. Do you want to create war among ourselves?" Shivaleeka pleaded, trying to reason with her brother, her voice tinged with urgency.
"I don't care if he's a king or not. He hurt my sister, and he will face the consequences," he retorted, his protective instincts flaring up, his eyes flashing with fierce determination.
Shivaleeka could see the fire in her brother's eyes, his protective instincts kicking in full force. She knew that arguing further would only escalate the situation.
"Bhai, please," she implored, her voice softer now, tinged with a hint of desperation. "Let's not do anything rash. I need some time to sort things out."
Vincenzo hesitated, his anger still simmering beneath the surface. But seeing the plea in his Shiv's eyes, he finally relented, his expression softening slightly.
"Fine, Principessa. But if that bastard dares to hurt you again, there will be no mercy," he warned, his tone firm but filled with concern.
Shivaleeka nodded gratefully, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Despite their differences, she knew that her brother would always stand by her side, ready to protect her no matter what.
"Now come here," he said pulling her in his arms she allowed herself to be enveloped in her brother's comforting embrace, feeling the warmth of his presence calming her frayed nerves. Despite the turmoil swirling around her, in this moment, she found solace in the familiar embrace of her beloved brother.
"Thank you, Bhai," she murmured softly, her voice muffled against his chest.
Vincenzo tightened his hold around her, a silent reassurance that he would always be there for her, no matter what challenges they faced. For Shivaleeka, there was no greater comfort than knowing that her brother had her back, unwavering and steadfast in his love and protection.
Shivaleeka leaned into her brother's embrace, finding solace in the familiarity of his presence. But her moment of peace was short-lived as Dante Mariano, the mischievous elder brother, appeared out of nowhere, his tall and muscular frame towering over her. With a playful smirk, he reached out and tugged at her hair.
"Look who's back," he teased, his voice deep and rich as he flashed a charming grin. Despite his usual cold demeanor, there was a warmth in his eyes when he looked at Shivaleeka, a softness that he reserved only for her.
"You better run for your life, Dante Mariano," she threatened, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she prepared to give chase. Dante chuckled and darted away, his long legs carrying him effortlessly across the room as Shivaleeka chased after him, her smaller frame agile and quick.
But before Shivaleeka could catch him, she felt someone grab her from behind. It was Leonardo, her third elder brother, his strong arms encircling her and holding her back from her pursuit. Despite his stoic exterior, there was a tenderness in his touch, a protective instinct that he reserved only for his little sister.
"Calm down, my little monkey," Leonardo said, his voice calm and reassuring as he tried to pacify her. Despite his towering height and broad shoulders, he was gentle and caring, a stark contrast to Dante's playful antics.
"Leo, he started it! He pulled my hair!" Shivaleeka protested, her voice filled with indignation as she pointed an accusing finger at Dante. Despite their usual cold and stoic demeanor, her brothers couldn't help but smile at her antics, their hearts softening at the sight of her laughter.
"Is that so?" Leonardo replied, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. "Then let's make him run together."
With a shared smirk, the two siblings joined forces, plotting their revenge against the elusive Dante Mariano. Despite their usual seriousness, in Shivaleeka's presence, they couldn't help but let their guard down, their love for her melting away their cold exteriors.
As Shivaleeka laughed and chased after Dante, she caught sight of Lucifer, her second eldest brother, standing tall and imposing in the corner of the room. His dark eyes watched the scene unfold with a hint of amusement, his expression unreadable as always. Despite his intimidating presence, there was a sense of protectiveness in his demeanor, a silent assurance that he would always look out for his little sister.
She approached Lucifer, as she felt a surge of familiarity and warmth wash over her. Despite his stern exterior, she knew that Lucifer was fiercely protective of his family, and she took comfort in knowing that he would always be there for her.
"Fratello," Shivaleeka greeted him with a smile, using the Italian word for brother. It was a term of endearment that she often used when addressing her siblings, a reminder of the strong familial bond they shared.
"Buonasera, piccola sorella," Lucifer replied, his voice deep and resonant. There was a softness in his tone that belied his tough exterior, a subtle indication of the deep affection he held for Shivaleeka.
(Good evening, little sister)
"What's going on?" he asked, his tone serious but tinged with a hint of concern. Shivaleeka hesitated, unsure of how to explain the chaotic scene that had unfolded in his absence. But before she could respond, Matteo, her fourth eldest brother, appeared beside Lucifer, his easy smile a stark contrast to his brother's stern demeanor.
"Looks like our little sister is causing trouble again," Matteo remarked, his voice light and teasing as he glanced at Shivaleeka with a playful twinkle in his eye. Despite their differences in personality, Matteo's easygoing nature often served as a counterbalance to Lucifer's seriousness, creating a dynamic that Shivaleeka had always found comforting.
"Trouble seems to follow her wherever she goes," Lucifer replied, his tone dry but with a hint of fondness as he regarded Shivaleeka with a small smile. Despite their occasional clashes, there was a deep bond of love and loyalty that tied the siblings together, a bond that Shivaleeka cherished more than anything.
As Lucifer and Matteojoined the fray, Shivaleeka couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth andbelonging wash over her. In the midst of their playful banter and teasing, sheknew that she was home, surrounded by the people who loved her unconditionally.And as they laughed and joked together, she couldn't help but feel grateful forthe family that she had been blessed
Introducing 'The Mariano Brothers'
Lorenzo Mariano {28}
Lucifer Mariano {26}
Leonardo Mariano {25}
Matteo Mariano {24}
Dante Mariano {24}
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