Mrs. Salvatres's Foster House
"Are you sure you want these two? They fight like cats and dogs. And there are better choices," Said Mrs. Salvatres.
"Yes, I'll adopt them. Actually, since I've already finished the process, " Said Logan Coliery, "I'll take them today. "
"But-, " Started Mrs. Salvatres.
"But? Is there a problem?" Asked Logan, raising his eyebrow.
Logan Coliery is a scary man especially when he wants to be, I guess that comes with the job.
"No sir. Would you like me to introduce you to them?" She asked, giving up.
"Yes, show the way, Mrs. Salvatres," Said Logan, smiling slightly.
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The Rajive's room
Malia Rajive was happily sleeping in her bed while her sister Celine was sitting floor on the side. To anyone else she would look like she was praying but she was staring at malia with her head in her hand and a tissue in her other.
Celine was supposed to wake her up thirty minutes ago but being the older sister she is, she didn't. She sipped her iced coffee as she decided on what to do. Luckily for malia, Mrs. Salvatres saved her from any pranks when she slammed open the door.
"Celine! I told you to wake malia up!," Scolded the older woman."I did! She punched me and went back to sleep!" Lied Celine, holding up the red tissue in her hand. Hint, Hint, it's not a bloody tissue.
"Oh really? Give me that tissue, " ordered Mrs. Salvatres. She took the tissue and sniffed it. It had a sweet scent to it.
"Yes, what wonderful blood you have. You must made out of strawberry syrup instead of human blood, " Sassed Mrs. Salvatres, frowning at the girl, "fine, wake malia up. I have some news to share. "
Instead of answering, Celine grabbed Malia's blanket and kicked her off the bed. Malia yelled and fell with a thud. The sound of plastic breaking also was heard. Mrs. Salvatres sighed and left the room and went to the living room area where Logan is. Logan, who heard the whole thing, gave Mrs. Salvatres a amused look and Mrs. Salvatres gave a do-you-still-want-them look.
"What the hell! Celine, you made me break my project!"
"I would care but Mrs. Salvatres says that she has about something, " said Celine before leaving the room.
After about a minute, Malia made a noise of anger and followed her sister to the living room area. She was about to yell at Celine but Malia noticed the stranger sitting on the sofa with one leg over the other.
"er, Good morning," greeted Malia, scratching the back of her head and mentally cursing her bedhead.
"Good morning, Ms. Rajive," said Logan, smiling at her and Celine.
Celine and Malia exchanged a look with each other and sat down on the twin loveseats opposite to Logan.
"Girls, This is Logan Celiery and he will be adopting you," said Mrs. Salvatres, sounding a little too happy.
"O-oh ok, hi, nice to meet you?" said Malia at the same time celine said,
"Aww, Salvatres, why so happy to get rid of us?"
Malia take a breath in and tried to control herself from pulling her hair out, Logan raised both his eyebrows, Mrs. Salvatres turned red, and Celine smiled like the cheshire cat. Mrs. Salvatres tried to say something but stuttered too much for anyone to figure what it was.
"I think what Mrs. Salvatres is trying to say is, get ready cause the adoption process is done and you will be coming home today," said Logan, looking them both in the eyes.
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The Coliery Mansion
The Coliery Brothers were supposed to be getting ready for the arrival of their new siblings but instead they were eating donuts in their huge living room. The butler was shaking his head and sighing as he realised he wasn't going to be able to get them ready at all unless one of them decides to less stubborn.
You see, The Coliery Brothers did not agree to the adoption and they are currently sulking over the fact that their father still went to go get the adopted kids. Arlen Coliery, the oldest by 9 seconds, didn't care but what his brothers don't want, he doesn't want. Devan Coliery, second oldest by 7 seconds, did not want new roommates. Collin Coliery, third by 4 seconds, just thought bringing new people into a mafia family wasn't smart. Bennet Coliery, youngest, didn't want new people coming in to his house.
"Young masters, please get ready, Master Logan and your new siblings will be arriving soon," said the Butler.
"No." was the only answer he got from all of them.
Suddenly, the front doors slammed open and in came a fully tattooed man. The second hand of Logan Coliery, Victor Tyson.
"Hey, brats, are y'all ready for the new kids?" asked Victor , doing a full survey of the room. He probably already knew they weren't by seeing the donuts and the butler's silent agony. His face got all serious and strick.
"Get your asses to your room and come down wearing decent casual wear in ten minutes otherwise I will throw you into blood duty, understood, " said Victor, all business and no room to argue. The threat worked and the Coliery brothers all trudged upstairs, not wanting to torture idiots who decided to mess with NYC mafia, AKA, blood duty.
Ten minutes later, they came down and got closely examined by Victor who let them get back to the donuts after he deemed them well dressed enough. Just in time too, outside a sleek black limo arrived along with the new kids. Logan stepped out and was about to open the door when it opened itself (almost slammed into Logan but he took a step back just in time).
With bright eyes and a smile, Malia Rajive stepped out. Celine followed right after with a frown but then saw the mansion and gaped. They both were surprised at how big their new home is. They were also wondering why a rich man like Logan Coliery was adopting them.
"Welcome to the Colierys, girls," said Logan, motioning them to follow him. Celine and Malia trailed after him and into their new home.
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A/N: yaaay, first chapter is done (after such a long time but whatever) and all our character have been introduced so yay. I have some what of an idea of whats going to happen but let's just see how it'll go. Anyway, hope you like the story, peace.
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