Can't Break a Broken Heart

Chapter 9

The plan of sleeping in the car failed since the girls spent the entire time talking my ear off. As much as I love them I miss the silence. Marcus kept quiet most of the ride only speaking up three times with comments that made me want to punch him.

Echo pulled up this enormous mansion that had a matte black metal fence around it. A fountain in the center with rose bushes makes the perimeter. The old stone had lively green vines growing up on it. There was a ten-car garage that had more matte black for the doors. It had a majestic look at it from the outside that made your lungs forget how to work.

If the outside is this gorgeous, what will the inside look like? Holy shit this is happening. I'm here. Oh, good gravy I'm not mentally prepared for this. I can't do this.

I looked at Irena, "I-I can't do this. I'm not ready."

She grabbed my hand and held it tightly. "It's okay, breathe in and out. You got this, I know you do."

I shook my head in protest. "I am so not ready for this. Ri, I honestly can't do this. I-It It's too much."

Echo turned to face me. "I know it looks scary but I promise it's not."

Irena smiled and nodded.

Marcus opened my door and gave me a good push out of the car. Hitting flat on the ground I groaned. "Asshole." Getting up I brushed myself off glaring at him.

"Someone had to do it." He shrugged before exiting the car himself.

Both of the girls followed in pursuit and gave me one last reassuring smile before. We walked up to the huge double-wide black doors that had a shimmer to them in the light of the sun. Echo looked up in the right top corner of the corridor to the doors and waved at the camera seconds before the doors opened. Fiona and Carlos both stood there as Echo and Irena slid past them. Carlos pulled his brother in while Fiona did the same to me. They switched before letting us in.

"Welcome to the Rossi Familia Main House, Amore." Carlos smiled before pulling me inside the place.

Taking a deep breath I took in the view. It was stunning. The furniture was entirely the same matte black with matching inn tables and coffee tables. There was a crystal chandelier that hung delicately above us. There were multiple unique items placed carefully around like vases and statues. The TV was placed on the wall, taking up most of the area with its size. Many different kinds of game consoles sat below it on a matching matte black TV stand.

The kitchen was just gorgeous. It was in marble white for the floors, walls, and island that stood in the center. A metallic black refrigerator stood next to the matching stove.

Going further into the mansion we entered a room with tons of people in it. Okay, more like there were only four, but for someone who doesn't like more than ten people in a room it was a lot.

They all were adults who were dressed in expensive clothes. The three men were dressed in either black or dark blue suits with watches that looked like they were worth millions. The single woman wore a silk red dress that stopped at her ankles showing off her diamond-encrusted heels that matched her diamond necklace and earrings.

All four of them turned when they heard us enter the same room. The woman smiled and motioned for one of us to come forth. Irena walked up to her and wrapped herself around her in a hug.

The woman looked down at her speaking in her foreign tongue, Russian. "So this is the infamous Isabella Rossi that you've spoken so much about, Darling?"

Irena smiled and nodded her head. "It is indeed." She turned to face me now still speaking in Russian as well. "This is my Mother, Isa. My Father is somewhere around here too."