How To Be A Heartbreaker

Nine

Grace

I opened my eyes, closing them immediately due to the throbbing headache. I tried to sit up but it felt like someone was repeatedly hitting my head with a baseball bat so I decided against it, laying back down and observing my room.

Wait a damn minute. I abruptly sat up, letting out a groan, closing my eyes. That's not my room. Before I couldn't question any further I heard a voice from beside me

" Goodmorning sweetheart," Dario said in a husky voice, indicating that he hadn't woken up long before me.

" Where am I ? " I asked groggily, lifting the dark covers off of me.

" My apartment "

Why am I not wearing any pants ? I thought

" Because we had sex last night" Apperantly I didn't just think of that but not the point. I had sex with him ?

He must have seen my expression and laughed, shaking his head

" I'm kidding, you were drunk and fell asleep before I could ask for your address so I brought you here. I took off your skirt so you could be more comfortable. " He explained as he left a bottle of painkillers and a glass of water on the nightstand " for the headache. I washed your clothes but they aren't dry yet so you can wear this until we leave. Get dressed and come eat" He smiled as he handed me a pair of joggers, and then disappeared into the bathroom. I smiled back and stretched my limbs, drowning a couple of pills and pulling the grey material up my legs.

" Rio, come on we're gonna miss- You're not Rio '' a small voice said, I looked at the door where a child, no older than six years old was standing wearing light blue pajamas. He must be Dario's younger brother, or his son because he looks almost identical to him. Dario appeared once again and the kid run to him, hiding behind his legs, making the older boy laugh

" Mickey, that's Grace " the boy peeked behind his legs, hiding once again as I smiled at him

" Is he your " I trailed off not wanting to assume anything

" My brother, ain't that right Mick " he told me, picking up the boy and tossing it in the air, making him laugh. I say him whispering something into his older brother's ear, although I could make out what it was

" Yeah, you think ? Why don't you tell her." He urged the younger boy

" You're really pretty" the small boy told me, hiding his now red face on Dario's shoulder, making us both laugh

" Thank you, you're very handsome too " I smiled when I heard his small laugh

" Alright, time for breakfast, let's go, " Dario said, before leaving me alone in his room once again.

I don't know why, but he made me feel safe, the way he talked to me, and his eyes. They showed kindness I haven't seen on someone in a while. Maybe he isn't as bad as I thought. No, no Grace, you're not letting your guard down, not again.

I made my way to the kitchen which was connected with the living room, looking around. On the couch Dario,Mickey, Atlas and a girl I didn't know were sitting watching something on the TV and eating breakfast. The girl turned her head, as if she felt my presence and smiled, offering me her hand

" I'm Shelley Hall " i took her and in mine and smiled back

" Grace Michaelson "

A loud thud was heard from the kitchen followed by someone cursing. Shelley got up and excused herself, muttering something about how Matteo can't do anything without destroying the kitchen. I silently sat myself next to Dario, not looking at him. After a couple of minutes, my stomach started growling, Dario must have heard because he stood up and took me to the kitchen, where Shelley was seated on the counter, with Matteo between her legs, making out.

He faked a cough making the couple turn their attention to us

" Mind going somewhere else to do that, I'd like to eat without watching you two swallow each other's faces " Dario said, making Shelley laugh, but Matteo had his eyes fixated on me, with frowned eyebrows and nostrils flared. I could tell he didn't like me, however I didn't know the reason.

" What the hell is she still doing here ? I thought you said she'll leave in the morning " The older Hart said harshly , completely ignoring his brother, earning a slap on the chest from his girlfriend. His tone make me back away

" I'm sorry I'll just go " I said softly, turning around to leave, but Dario grasped my arm, preventing me from doing so

" No, hey, don't listen to him, it's fine, let's eat first then I'll take you home, okay ?" he said gently, making me nod my head. Shelley jumped off the counter and left the room, dragging her boyfriend behind her, apologising for his behaviour.

I sat at the table while he started cooking something. His back was facing me, and I just realised he was shirtless. I noticed the various tattoos he had on his body, tracing the ink with my eyes. There were many shapes scattered across his back, arms and I'm guessing his chest as well. I didn't realise how long I was staring at him, but his voice brought me back from my little daydream

" You like what you see, princess ? " he asked in a teasing tone

" Don't call me princess " I said ignoring the rest of what he said, because the answer was yes, I did, even if I beat myself up for liking it. He let out a laugh and setted a plait in front of me

" Fine, I'll stick to sweetheart then " he said, setting a plate in front of him as well. I didn't answer, I was already devouring the grilled cheese he had made. I let out a moan, fuck I must've been starving. I heard his laugh once again

" That's good huh ?" he said, taking a bite of his own food. A muffled noise of agreement left my mouth and we continued to eat in silence. I felt his eyes on me most of the time, but ignored it. After we finished, he handed me my now dry clothes and let me change while he pulled a black shirt over his head.

" I'll wait for you outside " he said, taking his car keys , letting me dress