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Sofia De Ricci:

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Sofia De Ricci:

I stare at the unrecognisable strangers and see them both in black suits. The older one is sitting at the very end of the table in Lorenzo's seat with a soft expression on his face. Next to him is a man around my age with a hard death stare plastered over his face, showing no emotion apart from anger. God what's up his ass.

I plop myself down on the empty seat next to Pietro who widens his eyes as he looks at me. I relised there all dressed in suits, guess I'm not very dressed for the occasion. They all start the meal that was in front which was lobster pasta. A bit excessive to be eating this for lunch but hay hoo.

"Are you fucking high?" Pietro whispers in my ear so that others don't hear.

"No, why would you think that." I say slurring on my words.

"I can fucking smell it and soon everyone else will to." He says still looking down at his meal while I attempt to pick my pasta up but continuously fail. Fuck maybe I shouldn't have gotten high. The others are all involved in a different conversation but I'm brought into it when Lorenzo introduces the two men, "Sofia, this is Damien Volkov and Alex Volkov." 

"Cool." I say dropping my fork, grabbing everyone's attention. I look over the table to see Antonio and Benjamino had now noticed I was high and were giving me warning glares.

"Damien says he's be able to help with our Serbian problem." He says giving me a small smile which soon drops into concern when I say, "Sweet." an suddenly start to giggle unable to control myself.

"What's with her?" Alessandro asks from the other end of the table. I could see Damien had noticed what was going on but didn't say anything other than covered his mouth with his hand trying to hide the fact he was entertained. Asshole.

"She's fucking high." Pietro announced and everyone started giving me hard fucking glares, not my problem they forgot to tell me we were having guests.

Alex on the other end of the table just looks unimpressed while his father was trying to hide his laughter which only caused me to burst out laughing.

"Pietro take her to her room, get her to sober up." But before Pietro could grumble Damien said, "Why doesn't Alex help her, as it'd be quite good is they become friends." 

"What dad, I didn't come here to babysit." 

"Well as you've done similar things I'm sure you'd know what to do." Damien had a wide smirk on his face as his son blushed bright red from embarrassment and scrapped his chair away from the table and stomping over towards me. He dragged me out of my chair and out room. 

"Dude, let gooo." I say slurring on my words but he continued holding a firm grip on my arm as we walked up the stairs of the main house.  

"Hello, are you def as well as ugly." I state rudely, trying to get under him skin. If I'm being honest, he's gorgeous. Sharp jawline, neatly done jet black hair, around 6 foot 3, with stunning green eyes. He's probably any girl's dream and he's most likely used to girls falling head over heals for him but I just think he's a wanker with massive ego and a tiny dick. Not that I've looked.

He continued dragging me down the hall and pushing my bedroom door open. How the fuck did he know exactly where I sleep.

"How do you know where my room is?" I say slurring on my words. He completely ignored me and shoved me in the room and throws me on the bed.

"Dude are you fucking deaf?" He again ignored me and started looking around admiring my room. The books that used to be in the house in Las Vegas had all been moved and were stacked in a pile in the corner by the balcony along with a couple other decorations that must had waited 6 years to be put away. 

I fling my self of the bed and stumble over to the pile but before I reach it Alex snatches my waist throwing me over his should and flying me back onto the bed. 

"Bro!" I get out of bed once again but Alex grips onto my wrist and tugs me onto the bed once again.

"Stay!" He yells in a harsh tone before walking into my wardrobe. 

"I'm not a fucking dog." I once again get out of bed and wobble over to the couch dropping my self on it. I let my face collide onto the soft cushion only to be yanked off once again.

"Stop!" I yell trying to wiggle our of Alex's grip. What is his fucking problem.

"What the fuck are you doing." I yell noticing a tie that was once on his neck wrapped in his hand along with a pair of my joggers and socks. What the fuck.

He throws me back onto the bed but before I can run back over to my couch he pins my arms above my head slamming them against the head rest. I try and pry him off but he swiftly moves the tie so it wrapped hard around my wrists straining me to the head rest. As I go to open my mouth to scream for my brothers my voice is blocked of by something in the way. I look at his hands seeing the pair of socks no longer in his hand. Oh fuck me!

I gag knowing he's just shoved my own socks in my mouth but before I could spit them out he wraps the leg of my joggers around my mouth trapping them in my mouth. I'm going to vomit. I know they were clean and probably haven't been worn in years but still. 

Alex moves away from me with a smug look on his face and I start yelling at his thought the makeshift gag. 

"FWSQ YIW" (Fuck you!) I yelled even thought my words came out in liverish I could tell he understood as his smirk grew wider.

"See ya princess!" He comments while striding over to my bed room door. Oh shit.

I muffled yells filled the room protesting against him leaving, but he ignored be and slammed the door behind him leaving me attached to my own fucking bed.

What a fucking asshole! 


A/N:

Hey guysss! I'm so sorry I haven't posted in a while I've just had a lot going on recently and wasn't in the mood to write, but anyway hope you enjoy this chapter. 

I know in this book will have a ton more new characters.

So sorry for just disappearing, I'm going to try and publish some more but I don't know if I'll have the energy. 

Also this chapter isn't edited so there is possibly a few spelling mistakes and other mistakes that don't make sense but I'll come around to fixing that later cause I'm lazy.

Sorry again, love yall!





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