"We will win just like we always have"
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It's been thirteen years, thirteen years since the two youngest siblings of the Cavendish family were kidnapped. Castiel Miller Cavendish boss of the American Mafia had made a promise to his parents on thei...
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After waking up at five in the morning I decided to work on some new designs and arranging for our pilot to bring William over to Chicago. After finishing things up I took a quick shower and change into a crop black tee and a pair of leggings.
Deciding I'm hungry I head downstairs looking for the kitchen, making a couple of wrong turns here and there I finally find it.
There is no reason for this house to be so big.
Walking over to the drawers I grab all the utensils I need, I start making pancakes, eggs, bacon, and a raspberry smoothie, I make sure to make extra for the others. It takes more time than usual but after finishing I make myself a plate, sitting on the island I start to eat up while answering some business emails.
Halfway through my food, I felt a presence walking in the kitchen, looking up I see Theo dressed up in business attire while looking down at his phone. Looking up, he pockets his phone while smiling at me.
"Morning little one, how'd you sleep?" he walks over to the coffee machine.
Little one?
Do I look litt-? Nvm
"Alright," I stuffed a fork full of eggs in my mouth.
"You cooked? You didn't have to do that, the cooks come in by seven-thirty." removing his cup and taking a sip of his coffee.
"It's fine, I cook all the time. I made you guys some if you want any." I point over to the stacks of food.
"Thank you, the others don't wake up unt-." cutting off his sentence, footsteps can be heard from the staircase.
Incoming is Weston sniffing the air like a police dog, his hair is disheveled, and only has one sock on his foot.
"I smelled food, where's the food" he starts looking around the kitchen.
"Eww, what is that?" He points to a small stack of pancakes that I made separate.
"Those aren't for you, the one you want is over there" I point to the much bigger stack of pancakes.
"Why are they green" he makes a disgusted face at the green color pancakes.
"Because they're spinach and banana." Alec answers while taking a seat next to me. Sliding the plate full of pancakes and bacon with his smoothie on the side.
"VEGETABLES!! In pancakes?" he screeches while fake gagging.
We all roll our eyes at his antics. After his dramatic scene, he starts consuming food like a vacuum cleaner.
