Lissy Romano
We walked into the mansion, and Giovanni was treating me like a little kid. He was so worried about me...
"Enzo, take Lissy to her bedroom," Giovanni said, glancing at Enzo.
"Okay. Come on, Lissy. Let's get you upstairs," Enzo said, gently wrapping his arm around my waist to help me up the stairs.
"Just a few more steps, Lissy," Enzo encouraged as he supported me.
"I'm so tired..." I murmured.
"Okay, just hold onto me," Enzo said softly, picking me up as if I weighed nothing.
He carried me to my bedroom and carefully placed me on the bed. He took off my shoes and covered me with a blanket.
"Are you feeling okay?" Enzo asked, crouching next to me.
"I'm okay..." I replied, meeting his gaze.
"Alright. If you don't feel well, come to me or Giovanni, okay?" Enzo said as he gently ran his fingers through my hair.
"Okay," I murmured.
"Sleep now. You need to rest," Enzo said, standing up. I grabbed his hand, and he turned back to face me.
"Lissy...?" he asked, looking worried.
"I love you," I whispered, but he heard me.
"I love you too. Rest now. Sweet dreams, baby," Enzo said, kissing my forehead.
"Sweet dreams, Enzo. But you need to call Matteo and check if he's okay," I said, still looking at him.
Just then, Giovanni walked into the room. He placed a cold pack on my ribs, kissed my forehead, and said, "Take this off after twenty minutes, okay, sorellina?"
"Okay. Where are you going?" I asked as Giovanni turned to leave.
"I'll call Vincenzo, but if you don't feel well, come to me or Enzo, alright?" Giovanni said.
"Enzo already said the same thing... alright," I said, watching Giovanni leave.
"Okay..." Enzo said as he turned to walk away.
"Call Matteo, okay?" I asked, concern creeping into my voice.
"I will. Sleep now, my principessa," Enzo said, turning off the lights.
The next morning
I opened my eyes, blinking a few times before getting up. I walked to the bathroom, did my morning routine, showered, shaved, and washed my hair. After blow-drying it, I couldn't help but smile at how cute I looked.
I put on a pair of jeans and a crop top. "Ready to go," I quietly said to myself.
I walked downstairs and into the dining room, where a plate of pancakes and fruit awaited me. I sat down to eat, and a moment later, the chef entered.
"Good morning. How's the breakfast?" he asked with a smile.
"Good morning. Delicious, thanks," I replied, returning his smile.
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Lissy Romano
ActionFourteen years old girl named Elizabeth Romano lived with her father until he got killed, only then she learned that he wasn't her real dad. Elizabeth...called Lissy for short, finds out that she was kidnapped when she was little and that she actual...
