Marissa Riva is the Italian mafia princess. She has been missing since she was 4. Kidnapped by her own mother.
The Riva family was mentally destroyed after her disappearance.
Then the father was gone too.
Leaving the six brothers with no hope, bro...
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It's been two weeks since my argument with Lorenzo. We didn't talk yet and I miss him.
It's been also two weeks since I had a meal with my brothers. Everyone is in their own business.
I see Sandro sometimes when he comes at night to check if I want to sleep in his room saying maybe it will help to stop my nightmares but I decline. I need to get used to sleeping without L.
Marcello sometimes call me on the phone to check on me. Leo checks on me if I ate three meals a day or not.
But other than that, nothing. We don't hang out, we don't talk. And I seriously miss them. I even miss my arguments with Marcello. I miss their hugs and forehead kisses.
Now all I am getting is Blake, he comes to our house on Monday, Thursday and Friday.
Blake is no stranger to me but he's not family nor a friend. Lorenzo sent him to keep me company and to play my bodyguard. But it's really not that bad. We watch movies together, we talk, we laugh, we flirt but as a joke... I think. I honestly look forward to the days where he comes to keep me company.
Because if he doesn't then I am alone with this new bodyguard they hired who doesn't talk to me at all, just following me around the house and the only place where I can get away from him is my room because apparently he doesn't have the right to come into my room.
Today is Friday though so Blake is coming. I get up and do my morning routine, I wore grey sweatpants, they are Sandro's. And my blue hoodie.
I go downstairs and I was heading towards the kitchen to make my own breakfast like usual but I heard chatting in the dining room. I go in and it's the twins, Lorenzo and Sandro.
"Good morning Mary." Sandro noticed me first.
"Morning." I said making my way to my seat. I miss this. I take three pancakes and start eating. Yes three. We all eat in silence until Marcello speaks.
"I am going home after lunch. I don't feel like being in school this afternoon."
"Do that and get grounded." Lorenzo responded to him.
"I am 18 Lorenzo and nearly 19. You can't ground me."
"I don't care how old you are, Marcello." Lorenzo sent him a glare.
"Good morning." Blake said entering the dining room. I get up and go hug him.
"Why are you late today?" I asked him while we're hugging. Usually when I wake up I find him waiting for me in the kitchen.
"Trafic." He whispered in my ear.
"Don't mind us please... Blake take your hands off my sister!" Marcello said—yelled.
I rolled my eyes and let go of Blake.
"What did I tell you about rolling your eyes?" Blake scolded me.
