Alora

Chapter 4

Azaleas pov:

I don't know when it happened, but i fell asleep while watching the clouds go by. I mean I haven't slept in two days and i was really tired it was bound to happen. I started to feel myself get lifted off my seat so my fight instinct kicked and i jerked away from whoever was touching me, breathing heavily. I looked up and saw my "brother" looking at me with concern. Yeah sure!

"Um i just..um im a heavy sleeper so i I guess I didn't expect to be lifted haha" i stuttered trying to explain my jumpiness to my confused looking biological. I didn't let him continue this one sided conversation as i walked passed him, got out the plane and in to the very expensive looking SUV that was waiting for us.

Once everyone was seated, the car started moving swiftly in the streets of New York. I wont lie, I'm fascinated of the many busy looking people filling the streets and all the cars moving patiently on the full roads, i can't help but wonder what lives do these people have that make them so drowned and occupied in their own little world that they can't even pay attention to the smallest things in front of them.

For example, this boss lady walking by talking on the phone with a pencil skirt and a dress shirt, make up and heels. She looks like she has everything in control but fails to pay attention to the poor man sitting just inches away from where she once stood. Or the bird eating something off the ground next to her or even the little kid she almost knocked down and didn't even notice. Maybe am overwhelmed and overthinking everything but New York seems a little too chaotic for my style. No offence to any New Yorker.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts as we start to enter a more secluded area, surrounded by many tall trees. We finally come in front of this large gates and when we enter I can help but look at the big mansion in front of me. The architecture reminds me of Italy and it surely screams money. I get out and just stare up at this building that supposedly my new "home". Lets see how it'll take for them to kick me out or start using other methods to control me.

"Come on, they're waiting for us" a voice that i soon realised was my brothers sounded from behind me. We started walking and soon entered the mansion. The inside was even better than the outside of that's possible. It hold a modern but also classic theme that mixes luxury and elegance with coziness. The main colours used are light grey, black and white. I like it.

"GUYYS! We're back. Come on" the brother yelled loudly and I cursed myself for flinching away from him in order to protect myself. Its an instinct, I can't help it. I thought it went unnoticed until I looked up and made eye contact with sperm doner. His eyes a mixture of confusion, concern and...rage? Why is he angry. This is not good.

Before I can start overthinking I hear many heavy footsteps running from upstairs and towards us. In seconds I see four big masculine man standing looking at me like am a puppy. They're weird.

"Boys this is your sister Azalea, honey these are your brothers. Boys introduce yourselves" sperm donor said in an authoritative voice. My face was stone cold but I was curious to know more about these apparent brothers of mine.

I couldn't notice that they were only five of them in this room and I was told I have six. Maybe the other one ran away like I'm planting to do. I was pulled out of my thoughts when they started talking.

"Hi Azalea, I'm Matteo your youngest brother. Well not youngest cause I'm still older than you but I'm the youngest of the boys. Anyway I'm 18 and the youngest triplet. Jesus I said the word youngest too many times. I'm soo excited you're back, we will have so much fun, we'll watch movies and eat snacks and-" he was cut of by a smack on the head from the person next to him. He stopped talking and glared at the boy next to him who looked a lot like him.

Matteo was tall with fluffy brown hair and dark ocean blue eyes. He had a smile on his face and he looked genuine happy. I looked at him amused by his rant and nodded at him in acknowledgement.

The boy next to him had brown curly hair, blue eyes and the same freckles as me. He was tall but he had the most deadliest glare looking straight at me. Damn who pissed in his cereal. Matteo nudged him with his elbow and he spoke in a low, dangerous voice.

"Sergio" he grumbled still glaring at me. Im so over him. I glared right back at him with the same deadly expression and for a second he looked taken back but then intensified his glare. Then I looked at the other boy.

He was tall too. He's features were soft. Chocolate brown hair. A calm face occupied by a small shy smile showing his dimples. He's eyes were the most beautiful hazel colour with a hint of green in them I've ever seen. A calm aura surrounding him.

"Axel" he said shyly. He's cheeks turning crimson. I smiled a small smile at him and nodded.

Then the other guy started to talk. He had grey eyes and messy brown hair but he looked professional in his black suit.

"Axel is the oldest triplet, he doesn't talk a lot but he will listen to you any time you want. Sergio is an asshole dont give him attention and Matteo is...Matteo. You'll understand." He said.

"Im Marcelo your second oldest brother it's nice to have you back piccola" he said sincerely and I nodded to him ass well.

"Im Lucio your third oldest brother. As you already know" he said winking and smiling at me.

They all looked at me expectantly. Are they being fucking for real? Ugh.

"Azalea. 17. As you already know" I said bored. As i was about to ask for my room we heard loud footsteps coming towards as. And when i looked up I was too stunned to speak.

My life just keeps getting worse at this point.

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Hmm what did azalea see. Or who?