Carlotta Angela Vasiliev is a 17 year old girl living with her adoptive Russian mafia family of 4 brothers and father. Ever since she was a child, she's had no sense of belonging, abused by the Swedish mafia in her youth, her Russian saviours are th...
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We pull up to your normal mafia house.
So basically a nice ass mansion with gates and guards.
I've had a shitty life, but it has somehow always been in nice houses.
Perks of mafia relations I guess.
We all stumble out of the car after a ride consisting mainly of the boys making dirty jokes and laughing about old memories.
It's nice to see how close Maxim, Levi and Apollo are, but makes it more conflicting for me. Should I like Apollo or no?
My Russian side says yes and my Italian side is practically screaming no.
We all make our way inside the house, our voices echoing in the large foyer until I hear the distinct sounds of claws scampering on the marble.
My face lights up in recognition of what's bounding down one of the hallways and I turn excitedly towards where the sound is coming from.
All of a sudden a massive German shepherd comes bounding towards me, jumping up onto its hindlegs to reach my face and lick me.
I squeal and start to stumble as the dog's weight bores down on me, but I'm quickly caught under the arms by Milan who's standing behind me.
All the boys chuckle, "I forgot to tell you Apollo has like the biggest dog ever." Levi laughs, seeing my 5'4 self stand next to the massive dog.
To be fair, the dog looked normal size standing next to all the boys.
Not fair.
"κάτω.." Apollo commands the dog sternly, making him hop down onto all fours again and nudge my hands for attention.
(down.)
I roll my eyes at Levi and his lack of forewarning and instead drop to sit on my knees and pet the dog. As he's taller than me when I'm sitting down, he lays down with me, resting his large head in my lap as I fuss over him.
"Let me guess," I look up to Apollo, who's already looking down at me with an unnamed emotion in his eyes, he raises an eyebrow at my inquiry, "He's also named after some Greek god right? Adonis? Hades? Achilles?" I tease, making him huff a laugh before shaking his head.
I hear Maxim snort out a laugh, "Yeah, Apollo, why don't you tell Car what you named your terrifying dog." He smirks from where he's leaning against the wall.
Apollo sends him a harsh glare, which only makes Maxim smirk wider.
I look between the two of them, absentmindedly petting the dog's head as I wait to learn his name.
"Oh now I gotta hear it." I exclaim, knowing it's gonna be something entertaining.
Apollo rubs his hands over his face and sighs deeply, Andrei and Milan watching the whole interaction amused. "Fine." Apollo huffs, looking down at the ground, "His name's Bear..." He says quietly.
