𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+]

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝.

It's been a few days since the whole wedding situation. Leo and I have spent every second together and haven't left each other's sides. We've all pretty much relocated to Italy because we just need a break from all the Mafia shit. We've only stayed at my estate though because I'm absolutely terrified to step into his estate...

Giovanni was a huge help during the 4 months of me being away from everyone. He also explained to me how angry everyone was at me and some of the nasty things they said to me.

It hurt my feelings... A lot. Especially some of the things coming from Vinny and Rocco. I get it, they had no clue until the day of... But it still kind of hurt that they shit on me.

Layla also has told me everything and made sure she had my back.

Of course, she did... She's my best friend.

Her loyalty lies with me so I understand why Vinny and Rocco said the things they said... Their loyalty lies with Leo.

Today's the day I have to go to Leo's estate for lunch. I'm pretty much shitting bricks right now. The only reason I'm going is because Giovanni called for a "family meeting."

Meaning, everyone is going to express their feelings on the entire situation and I'm going to hear all about how Aurora is pissed at me.

Quite frankly, I couldn't care less. The bitch called me a backstabbing bitch and brought up the fact that I had to "teach" myself to love my siblings.

Like who the fuck is she?

But both Leo and Giovanni are absolutely sick of the bad blood between us. Leo has heard my complaints about her since Gio pretty much told me everything and Gio has heard all the complaints about me because Aurora loves making me the main topic of discussion.

I did fuck over her son though so it's understandable... But still. I'm allowed to feel some hatred towards her.

Just a little bit.

"Stella!!" I hear my name being called as I lay in my bed scrolling through social media. I groan as I turn into my stomach and scream into my pillow.

"What!?" I yell back when I lift my head off of it.

I hear footsteps before three angry men come busting through my door. They all stomp into a line and cross their arms over their chests and I look at them with complete confusion.

"What the fuck-"

"No talking," Greyson says as he attempts a commanding voice. I roll my eyes and flick them off as I drop my head back into the pillow.