"Lyra, Dally, you're here!" Viola cheered standing up.
"Hello, Viola." Lyra chuckled, walking in.
"What's up, V?" Dallas grinned.
"Oh! Oh! Where's Killian?" Viola practically bounced in her place.
"He's in the parking lot." Lyra affirmed.
Vittoria shifted slightly and Vincenzo smirked.
Lyra then turned to the twins with a light tipped smile resting on her tan face.
"Hi, I'm Lyra." She held out her hand, her wedding ring shining in the light.
"I'm Vittoria, and this is Vincenzo." She nodded over to her twin.
Lyra's smile widened a fraction before her two sons and daughter came in.
"Hello, family." Killian merely grinned as the baby in the stroller he pushed giggled at the sight of all the people.
"Hi Killian." Lucia purred as she fixed her shirt. (And by fix I mean she just pulled it down).
"Sorry, who are you again?" Killian asked unimpressed as Alexio snorted from his seat.
"I-I'm Lucia." She stuttered slightly sad.
Killian simply nodded with his mouth in a thin line and situated his sister.
(an: like this 😐)
Lucia pouted and glared furiously at Vittoria who was basically cackling on the other side of the table.
"I'm sorry I just can't-" Vittoria wheezed as her twin tried desperately to hold his laughter in.
Killian glanced at her with a warm feeling stirring in his chest. He loved hearing her laugh.
And the skin tight outfit she wore was not helping his obsession with her.
Lucia caught the adoring and lust filled looks he sent Vittoria and she though bitterly.
"What the fuck does he see in her? She's such a whore." She slumped in her seat with a plan brewing in her brain.
Vittoria huffed a final laugh as she sat back in her seat.
She saw the glare Lucia sent her and she felt another laugh building up, though she pushed it down.
Suddenly Alina's phone rang in her purse and she pounced to get it.
She glanced at Vittoria before rushing out of the room, answering the phone.
Alina brought the phone up to her ear and whispered."Hello?"
"Alina." Wesley said on the other side of the phone.
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