The Lost Sister

4- my best friend

I was sipping a glass of champagne when I felt a presence behind me. I spun around to see Luca. I smiled. "Hey big brother, how are you liking the party?" I asked.

"It's great. Be a lot better if they most beautiful girl in the room would dance with me though." He countered. I stood on my toes.

"She won't dance with you? That bitch. Where is she?" I asked playfully. He laughed and grabbed my hand.

I quickly put the drink down. He guided me to the dance floor. He spun me and I giggled. We started to dance.

We danced for a little when Dylan decided to cut in. "Couldn't let that ass keep you from you favorite brother." He told me. I shook my head laughing.

Later Connor cut in. He spun me. "You know, you're a pain in the ass. Glad to have you back." He told me. I raised a eyebrow before laughing.

The song ended and I left the dance floor. As I was walking to the bathroom I heard a quiet whimper. No one else could hear it because of my super hearing.

I quickened my pace to the cries. Under a large male was a small girl. I grabbed the back of the males collar and threw him. The girl screamed.

"It's okay, sweetheart." I assured her. Once I knew she was okay I walked over to the male. He wasn't from our gang from what I could tell.

He was whimpering in pain. Big baby. Don't force yourself on women, maybe?

I kicked him in the gut. He let out a cry. I bent down. "Never touch her or anyone else ever again. Or I'll kill you." I threatened. I stood up and dusted myself off.

"Come along." I told the girl. I hooked her arm. "Where is your family?" I asked. She pointed. I smiled. Italian mafia. Pretty sure friends.

I walked her to them. "Sofia? What's wrong?" He father asked when he saw her state.

"I'm fine. She saved me." The girl I now know to be Sofia spoke up. The father looked at me before his eyes widened.

"Mrs. Banks! My oh my. You look so grown up." The man spoke. I knew who he was. Roberto. He was a friend of my fathers I believe.

"Mr. Roberto, nice to see you again." I greeted. I chatted for awhile before departing. Giving Sofia my phone number and a hug.

I drifted over to Kayla. "What's up with the Italians?" She asked cocking her head toward them. I shrugged.

"Some bastard was messing with the daughter. I stopped him. Just talked." I answered. She nodded. She stood up and my eyes followed her.

"Dance with me?" She asked. I grinned. I jumped up. We made our way to the floor once again. We glided but for the most part we looked silly. It was fun though.

"If I can please have my family up here." I heard my fathers voice through a microphone. I let go of Kayla and walked toward the stair way.

My brothers beside me and my mother beside my dad. I picked up Gray when I saw him. He giggled.

"Tonight, we celebrate the return of my daughter, Cora Banks. She is our princess and we couldn't be more overjoyed with her return." My mother spoke into the mic. She was a good public speaker. She passed the mic to me.

I cleared my throat. "The last few years away from my family were hell. But I am so happy to be back home. With everyone." I spoke. The crowd cheered and clapped.

I smiled. I put Gray down and walked over to Connor. Since he is my twin if I am ever nervous I alway drift to him.

He wrapped his arms around me. We all descended to the floor once again. I broke free of his arms.

I made my way to Kayla. "Drinks?" I asked. Grabbing her hand and yanking her toward the bar.

We took shot after shot. Needless to say we were drunk. The party was leaving. "I am going to my room." I yelled to my family. They nodded.

I started walking toward my room. Kayla was walking behind me since she was staying with me.

"You're brothers smell weird." She told me. I nodded.

"It's the smell of death." I told her. We looked at each other for a second before we both started laughing.

I slipped out of my dress. I looked over at Kayla and she was undressing as well. The lights were out on LED's lighting up my room.

I sat in my bed. I stared at Kayla. I didn't bother getting dressed. Didn't feel like it.

Didn't look like Kay was either. She was standing up and slightly swaying to no music. I stood up. Slowly knowing if I didn't I'd puke.

I walked over to Kayla and grind my body to hers. She looked at me. We were both smirking. I heard the door lock click.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed me toward my bed. I fell on it and she laid on top of me.

Her lips crashed to mine. I moved mine in sync with hers. I flipped so I was on top of her. I trailed kisses down her jaw. She giggled. She quickly got on top of me and pinned my arms above my head.

I grinned as I looked at her. We were drunk off our asses but I am pretty sure I'll remember this.

She started to suck on my neck definitely leaving a hickey. I cocked my head to one side to give her more access.

She furthered her way down kissing my check just before she reached my breasts. We were both panting.

Just as she was about to move lower I flipped her over. Attaching my mouth to her neck. She sighed.
I licked her neck. Leaving her a hickey like mine.

She squeezed my ass that was covered by my underwear. I laughed against her neck. I towered over her.

I put my lips to hers again. Softly. I licked her bottom lip as I laid down on her.

We kissed for about another hour until we both drifted off.