A long time ago there were 3 brothers, Rozario, Santiago and Valentino. Their last name is unknown but the fact that they were related is, well, even then this was kept a secret from the world.
All 3 brothers wanted the same thing: Power, wealth an...
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Aria's pov:
Not even 10 minuets later there was another knock on my door. Goodness me, I guess popularity just follows me everywhere. Or perhaps it was just Keiji, who was coming back to see if the effects of his poison were at work.
Which he would be very saddened as they seemed to actually be getting rid of the headache I had been enduring.
"Yeah. Come in." I called.
The door opened even before i'd finished saying my permission.
Paris Santiago walked into my room and just glared at me. Said nothing but gave me a dirty look.
"God what is it, am I going to die again or something." I groaned.
"Sadly not." He returned. "Are you ok now?"
"Yup." I sighed.
"Well. At least Leo won't go all moping around everywhere." He sounded relieved.
I rolled my eyes. "Right. Leo getting worried about me, i had forgotten something so preposterous had been said."
Paris looked as me as if I was a fool.
"You do realise just what's happened while you were unconscious?" He shook his head at me.
"Well, no, not really becuase as you said quite clearly before. I WAS UNCONSIOUS." I frustratedly told him.
"It was a rhetorical question. " He told me. "Well then, let me tell you then shall I?"
"Is this another rhetorical question?" I asked him. I gave a small sassy smile.
He gave me a dirty look.
He ignored my question and went on "While you were out Leo has been an absolute mess. He's been shouting and screaming at just about anyone who was attending to you to hurry up. He begged me to 'fix you' multiple times. Now tell me, Is that being worried or not?"
"Is this a rhetorical question?" I asked genuinely.
The look on his face was priceless. He placed a hand on his forehead and looked away. Annoyance was clearly visible.
"Its clear that Leo was worried for you. But my question is why, and no this is not a rhetorical question." He carefully told me
I shrugged my shoulders. "Dunno."
"Well what do you THINK could be possibly why he does." He pressed.
I blinked. Why on earth would the Tyrant of the entire world be worried for me?
Then it clicked. It could only mean one thing.
I looked at him wide eyed. No fucking way. He looked back at me slowly nodding his head, grateful that I seemed to get it.
