All Because of an Accident|

0.14

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Knocks & Permission
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"WOW.."

I looked at Leo who had commented.

"What? Is there something wrong?" I ask. He quickly shakes his head, reassuring me that nothing went wrong.

"No, no nothing like that. It's just.." He trailed off as he looked into my eyes. I then remembered why I had contacts on in the first place.

"Just what?" the deep voice that belonged to Prince asked as he slithered his way into the conversation.

"Look." He said, scooting over so Prince had room to peer over me. Prince walked over and looked at Leo then at me.

"They're beautiful." Leo complements when he realizes Prince wasn't going to say anything. I feel my cheeks heat up due to the attention and gave him a small smile.

"Thank you."

"Right." He said as he stood up and tossed his gloves in the trash. "Use the antibiotics once a week and you'll be good as new."

He hands me the bottle and I nod again.

"Alright, thank you. I appreciate it." I say honestly. He walks out of the room after waving bye.

"Why?" His voice rung through the room, sucking the awkwardness out and replacing it with tension.

"Why what?" I ask as I look at him. He was still standing at the end of the bed, looking down at my laying figure.

"Why would you hide such gorgeous eyes?" He asks as if it was the most mind churning thing in existence.

My cheeks heated up again, this time crawling down my neck and making my fingers and arms tingle.

"I-" I was cut off by the door opening again. My eyes widen in delight as I see the small human being running into the room, a thrilled smile frozen on his face.

Saved by the b- Junior.

"Royalll!!" He screamed as he ran to me. He jumped on the bed and hugged my middle. I gave a genuine laugh as I hugged him back.

"Hey Junior."

"Gramma said you're my new nanny! Is it true? Is it true?!" He shouts. His jade irises flickered with excitement and hope. All I could do was look up at his father.

"Adonis," Prince spoke, instantly knocking whatever joy and happiness that was in Junior. "Leave. Now."

He quickly got off the bed and ran out of the room. I looked at his retreating figure, confusion evident on my features.

"Why would you do that?" I ask as I look back at him.

"I didn't give him permission to come here." He said blandly.

He needs permission to walk around his own house-?!

"Doesn't he live here too? Why would he need permission?" He stared at me until I sat there silently. When you have a hard stare as he does, it's a very efficient way of making me shut up.

Before anything else could be said, the door swung open again. Me getting confused as to why no one in this house knows how to knock, I look up.

I see a shorter man, like 2 feet shorter than Prince, walk through the door. He had a stressed face, his eyebrows scrunching up together causing creases and wrinkles to form on his forehead.

His black, stringy hair splayed in every direction as his face contained small bruises.

"Capo, per favore, sono fuori controllo!" He shouted as his eyes landed on Prince. (Translation: Boss, please, they're out of control!)

Prince looked up at him, finally taking his eyes off of me.

"Ho detto che potresti entrare?" He asks in his gruff voice. (Translation: Did I say you could enter?)

"Mi-mi scuso, ma abbiamo bisogno di te!" He uttered in defense. Me not knowing the language sat there silently. (Translation: I-I apologize, but we need you!)

If I really wanted to I'd be able to learn Italian. I just never had a reason to.. until now.

"Partire."

"Capo, per favore."

"Adesso."

The shorter male hesitantly walked out of the room. I watched as the door gently closed, making a little 'click' noise as it shut.

"I'll have someone watch after you. Tomorrow you begin work." He spoke as he followed after the man.

I was again, left alone in the room. I thought about the fact that he said I started tomorrow. I never agreed to work for this man.

I sighed as I laid on my back and started thinking maybe this was for the best. I have no one else in my life, I won't have anywhere else to go once I'm kicked out of my house, and Junior seems to really like me so we'll get along.

A few seconds later I heard something I haven't heard in awhile while I've been at this house.

A knock.

It was so quiet that if there was any other noise in the room besides my light breathing I wouldn't have heard it.

The knock came again and I sat up, confused as to why someone was now knocking.

"Come in." I say and the door opens. In walks a young girl, probably eighteen or nineteen. She wore a washed out black and white outfit, hair tied up into a high ponytail with brown tendrils falling, framing her smooth face.

Her arctic blue eyes met my green-brown ones. The smile that made its way to her face gave me slight comfort from everything that's been going on.

"Hello," she said as she did a small bow, making me raise a brow at her. "my name is Maria, I was assigned to watch you ma'am."