Y'all ready to meet some super fine men?
Me neither...
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I begin to retreat to my newly found room with my dysfunctional knee dragging behind me whilst mumbling a stream of curse words under my breath. Wait till I shoot these fucking stairs.
I twitch as I lower myself to the floor in front of my mirror which covers a large portion of the wall.
Gosh do they think I'm that vain?
I begin to analyse my face and scold myself for the dark purple bags under my eyes that just scream 'I'm sleep deprived'.
I noticed the swollen lump on my face from when Baymax hit me in the head, honestly I was expecting to be knocked out by that hit but to my surprise it barely fazed me.
Psycho... umm yes.
Before I become too interested in my dreadful features another knock on my door is made.
"I'm naked." I shout.
The bastard still decides to come in. Excuse me, how fucking rude.
I notice it is Carlos, "Are you that desperate to see me naked?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"I have come to escort you down for dinner Madame." He replies completely ignoring my comment.
Boring, does anyone entertain my humour?
I slide down the railing instead of taking the stairs because fuck them. And run towards the dining room, I am stopped when I catch sight of the table laid immaculately with a lot of cutlery.
Sorry? All the kitchen wear I am aware of is a knife, a fork and a spoon. Why are there twenty different fucking forks?
WHY DO YOU NEED SO MANY FORKS?!
I am broken from my very important thoughts by someone clearing their throat. I guess I was to interested in fucking cutlery to realise there are people in the room.
I look up and see two men, one is the spitting image of Stefano and one... looks a little bit like me. It then hits me, these are i miei fratelli. (My brothers)
They both have the advantage over me with their large height. One of them is blessed with thick, black wavy hair along with green eyes whereas the other has dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Similar to mine. They both look very different yet the same.
"Oh hi." I say letting out a nervous and embarrassed laugh.
"Sis." Stefano's clone says to me.
"Actually it's brother." I sarcastically reply back.
The man that looks a lot like me chuckles with laughter humouring his brother's confused expression. "We are definitely related." He says coming to shake my hand.
"I'm Adriano." I grab his hand and shake it before looking him up and down. I gesture to his choice in clothing "I don't think we are." I say.
"You wanna talk about clothing. Why are you wearing a tube top and grey joggers with a large men's blazer." He spitefully yet jokingly replies.
"Can I not serve thug and bougie at the same time?" I smirk challenging him.
He gives me an are you serious look before practically attacking me in a hug.
"It's so good to finally have you back Tigre ." (Tiger) He says to me.
"You too hippo." I say smacking his stomach, unfortunately for me it was rock hard. I am not surprised these men look like they work out nine to five.
Adriano smacks the back of my head in a playful manner and we both laugh.
Sibling bonding at its finest!
We are joking about as if we have known each other for years, yet it's only been like thirty seconds.
"So my guess is your Christian." I say to Big man Stef's doppelgänger.
"The one and only Tigre." He says embracing me in a large hug as I suffocate in his chest because apparently I'm the only one that got the small gene. They are both over 6ft and here I am barely 5'2.
As I manage to escape Christian I notice Dominico walk into the room.
"Ahh Sienna this, is my boyy Dom." Adriano says slapping him hard on the back which creates a loud echoing noise.
I would rather skip the awkward conversation on how we have met before so I just give Dominico a small hi.
He smirks at my awkward greeting.
I smirk back because I knew what his meant and I, Sienna D'Angelo was not having that.
After I greet him there is a moment of silence where I look down at my feet for a split second and by the time I look up I see them struggling with each other in a three way headlock.
I cannot stress the fact that I looked away for a split second.
"Am I not meant to be the youngest?" I say laughing.
"You can join." Adriano says smirking at Dominico and Christian.
I look at them confused at their inside joke before I notice them charging towards me.
I shrieked as we began to circle the table in their attempt to catch me.
Since it's three against one, my only way of escape is to crawl under the table. So when their attention is not on me I do so.
Once they realise they have lost me I hear their shock and confusion as to where I disappeared too.
I mean i did tell Dominico I was a wizard... he should have listened.
I see Christians big head peer under from the opposite end of the table.
"She's there!" He screams.
Shit. I crawl out a dodge all their attempts to grab me.
Adriano almost does when my reflexes kick in and I throw a strawberry cheesecake at him.
The entire room went pin drop silence as my mouth fell wide open to the mess on Adriano's face.
I hear Dominico and Christian sniggering, I couldn't help but to join in laughing.
I am too busy crying of laughter that I didn't realise Adriano was carrying a bowl of meatballs in his hand.
Before I am able to react or plead for him to stop he dumps the entire contents on me making sure not to miss any area.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT THESE ARE MY ONLY CLOTHES." I scream at him!
Before I know it we are all going at it throwing all the delicious looking food at each other. I managed to get some good shots and also squirt vinegar in Adriano's eyes.
Serves him right bitch.
"ABBASTANZA." (Enough). My father shouts, scaring the life out of all of us.
We all take a moment to look at our surroundings and the huge mess we made.
"It was Christian!!" We all shout in a childish manner.
"I see that you have all met and also trashed my dining room." I hear a little anger in Stefano's voice but most of it is full of amusement that we have got on so well.
"Go and clean yourselves up and meet me in the living room ASAP." Stefano says dismissing us.
"Adriano I'm stealing your clothes." I shout whilst leaving.
"Last room on the right." He shouts back.
I make my way to his room carefully walking up the stairs. Me and these stairs have trust issues.
I rummage through Adriano's wardrobe and pick out a bunch of different items, probably more than I would need.
Whilst searching I notice something bright in the corner, I dig deeper to retrieve it and pull out a red lingerie.
Why the fuck does he-. Actually I'd rather not know who my brother sleeps with in his spare time.
I leave Adriano's room with an armful of clothing in my hands and dump them onto my bed before picking out some to change in.
I go for some black cargo pants and a white Dior hoodie which I crop . Oops, Sorry Adriano.
I jump in the shower and quickly scrub my body which is sticky from all the food and thoroughly wash and comb my hair to remove anything that would have crept in there during our food fight.
Once I jump out I change quickly before grabbing my phone and heading downstairs.
Once I go through the doorway to the living room I notice that Christian, Adriano and Dominico are all sitting in a row on the couch with my father standing in front of them as if he is scolding children. His arms are tightly crossed over his chest and a sore expression on his face.
I have come to find out that this is his permanent expression. Unfortunately.
"You took your time." Christian says breaking eye contact with my father.
Noticing they have left no space for me on the couch, I run and jump landing flat out all three of them. They all groan in sync as I share a laugh with my dad.
"Sienna, is that my favourite hoodie?" Adriano says pulling the fabric of it.
"Yes, no, maybe." I say with a little smirk.
"You have completely destroyed it." He says to me, sighing.
"Don't worry, you can still wear it, I know you have a feminine side." I say to him trying to contain my laughter.
"Only for Dominico." He says blowing him a kiss.
Ew bromance.
I was getting comfortable laid out on top of them so much so that I hadn't noticed my body go flying and before I knew it I was dumped out on the marble floor.
It took a second before the pain in my lower back kicked in.
But when it did, I wanted to kill them!
"OUCH you whores that fucking hurt." I say rubbing it to ease the stinging. Yeah that's definitely gonna bruise!
Stefano grabs a chair and places it next to him, he gestures for me too sit so now I am facing the three stupid men.
They look like fucking chipmunks. Silly fucking idiots.
My face still stiff in annoyance.
Stefano begins to speak "Since our meeting with Sienna was um... delayed, I have called this meeting so we can get to know each other."
Hold on El Chapo, this Mafia lord is doing family therapy. I laugh at my thoughts but awe at his innocence in trying to make me feel as welcome as possible.
"Alright, shoot." I begin.
"What's your favourite type of Marijuana?"
"Do you enjoy going to strip clubs?"
"How many people have you killed?"
I hear them all squabble over each other, I am startled on how to even begin answering any of those.
"I think yall are forgetting I am 18." I say silencing them.
"But to answer, I don't smoke, I haven't killed people and why the fuck would I need to go to a strip club?" I say to them.
Who the fuck even asks that?
Oh right.
"So piccolo tell us about yourself then." Dominico says.
I freeze in my stance at the sound of his voice, the way that phrase rolls off his tongue.
Hello focus Sienna, MAFIA FATHER is in the room.
"I grew up in Brooklyn, I was homeschooled because of the intense training I had to participate in so I spent most of my spare time reading and writing." I say summing up my life. Sure it wasn't boring but it was largely different to others my age.
I notice Dominico's gaze analyse me thoroughly and I wish I knew what he was thinking.
He's probably mentally calling me a bad bitch.
"Why did you come here now?" Christian said purely out of curiosity.
"Long story short, my mom was killed by some crazy Russians who were looking for me. She basically told me in code that I should find daddio over here so I did." I said so casually but I watched as all their faces dropped in worry and fear.
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me this?" Stefano shouts.
I am taken back by his tone, what the fuck did I do now?
"Because I didn't think it was important." I say innocently.
I hear all of them curse under their breaths,
"Am I missing something?" I question.
When I receive no answer I know that I am.
Stefano pulls out his phone and dials a number.
"Bring extra security to the house and secure the premises, no one comes in, no one goes out. capire?" (Understand). He shouts before ending the call and bringing his attention back to us.
I notice Christian, Dominico and Adriano loading a bunch of guns and securing them on their bodies. Where the hell did they come from?
"Ok ninja turtles, what the fuck is going on?" I question crossing my arms to show my seriousness.
"Our guess is The Russians are after you and trust me you don't want to be on their radar." Christian says.
"Why would they want me?" I say confused.
"Because you are important to me." Stefano said, "no offence." He gestures to Adriano and Christian.
They chuckle initiating that none is taken.
"So what I'm imprisoned here now. I need to go shopping. I have no clothes." I whine like a child.
"The boys will go with you." My father tells me to try to ease my frustration.
I turn to see them all smirking, god knows I do not trust a shopping trip with them.
"Fine." I say sulking and stomp up to my room.
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Sorry for the long chapter but I really wanted to fit it all into one.
But who's your favourite character so far??