AIDA
I sat and stared at the three unexpected guests around the table, Natalya analyzing Stefan with an odd curious glint in her eyes.
"So," Fiorella, Stefan's twin sister, angled her head toward Natalya. "What do you think of your sister's engagement to my brother?"
Naty shrugged, the traitor smirking as she sipped her latte. "I think it could be good but it's not cool in the slighest that she didn't get a say," she finished, narrowing her psychotically blue eyes on Romero.
I smiled internally. Best thing about having Nat as my sister was that she'd give me eternal shit yet still have my back when I needed. And I'd have hers too.
Fiorella only nodded, her eyes darting between Romero and I a few times before she returned to eating her pancakes.
Natalya's head turned back toward Stefan, her eyes still holding that curious glint as she watched him scroll through his phone and drink his coffee.
I bit into my toast as I watched her watch him, shameless in her actions. She probably felt me staring at her as she turned her head to me and blushed a shade of pink so deep it could've easily matched her lipstick.
My eyes widened. Did she... Was she crushing on Stefan?
I choked on my food as that thought hit me and Ivan was quick to burst out laughing while Nat handed me a glass of water and pat my back.
"You okay?" Fiorella Russo, Stefan's twin sister asked me after a moment where I regained my composure. I nodded. "Yes I'm perfectly fine thank you."
Romero eyed me weirdly but kept quiet. Usually quiet. "What is it?" I snapped again, shamelessly expressing how much I hated that he was there. He chuckled. "Nothing princess, nothing."
A wave of anger so strong I could've touched it if I only licked my lips washed over me and I had the sudden urge to douse him in gasoline and then throw my lighter on him.
I cut into my toast again, the knife scratching against the plate so deep some of its red paint came off. Stefan and Fiorella eyed me. Then their brother. Then me again.
They were probably debating talking Romero out of marrying me. Good, chewing my toast with a little more enthusiasm. I couldn't deal with the drama of being engaged again.
"Aida!" Mother's voice broke through my cheery thoughts and my eye twitched again. "Dining room," I called back and gestured the guards to escort her in.
The woman who'd birthed me twenty years ago walked in, her hand flying up to her pearls when she noticed the Russos. "My goodness!" She said, her tone way too cheerful for her half-dead appearance. "I didn't know Aida invited you for breakfast!"
"I didn't." "She didn't." Me and Romero simultaneously said and I closed my mouth, glaring at my plate.
Mother's mouth fell open for a few seconds before she gathered herself. "Well either way, it's a pleasure to have you," she told them, patting Romero's shoulder.
"It's actually really not," I said truthfully, ignoring Nat's facepalm and mother's exaggerated outraged expression.
Romero chuckled and all eyes turned to him, including my own. He shook his head and gave me an innocent look, his eyes anything but the image he was trying to portrait.
I stood abruptly, my chair scratching back against the delicate tiles. "Mother," I said, making my voice seem shaky. "Romero would like some more coffee. Will you be a darling and go tell Manushka to make some more?"
My mother nodded enthusiastically and as soon as she was out of sight, I walked over to Romero and tugged on his arm.
He lifted his head, giving me a lazy grin. "Yeah princess?"
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Explosive ( Bloody Heirs #1 )
Romance~ Aida ~ My visions of love were destroyed at an early age by the very people who were supposed to set the standard. My positive view on life also gone down the drain when my twin sister gets taken by the rival family in the game. Years later they'r...
