In the shadowy corridors of the Italian underworld, Hailey Torres is not your typical princess. Far from the glitzy fairy tales, she's the youngest member of a notorious mafia family, surrounded by nine protective brothers. Her parents' divorce left...
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I awoke in my bed, finding myself in the company of Sam and Luke, both deeply immersed in their slumber. Retrieving my phone discreetly tucked beneath my pillow, I engaged in a perusal of Instagram. With a modest follower count, my social circle on the platform was limited, a circumstance I hoped would evolve once I commenced my college journey.
As I scrolled through the feed, a suggested post from a fan account caught my attention. It highlighted my two brothers, Nate and Sean, and their musical venture, 'The Shadow Blades.' The post unfolded with intriguing details:
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Once again, I find myself witnessing a fervent fangirl immersed in admiration for my brother. Candidly speaking, my sibling possesses a striking appeal, even in this particular photograph where his allure is undeniably pronounced. His prospective life partner will undoubtedly be bestowed with great fortune, although regrettably, commitment seems to elude him, as he revels in playful dalliances with various women. It pains me to observe the despondent expressions etched upon their faces when Nate dismisses them, even if their demeanor may be less than amiable; I cannot help but empathize.
Beside me, I sense the gradual stirrings of Sam, who opens one eye in response. I warmly greet him, expressing, "Well hello, my sunshine." A returned smile graces his face as he inquires about the current time. "It is 10:42 in the morning," I respond.
He straightens up, casting a gaze in Luke's direction. Luke remains lost in dreams, his face turned toward Sam and me. Abruptly, my door swung open, and Oliver and Zach barged in. "Wakey, wakey!" Oliver exclaimed, as Zach leaped onto Luke. Sam and I couldn't contain our laughter as the unexpected spectacle unfolded.
Luke immediately springs out of bed, casting an angry look at Zach. My poor brother, just trying to wake Luke up. I jump on Zach's back and hug him. "Hey, H, how did you sleep?" he asks."I slept well" I respond. "H,That's all thanks to us," says Luke with a playful grin.
"Kids, breakfast is ready, so come downstairs when you are ready," Oliver announces. I smile at Oliver and give Zach one last hug before jumping off of him. Heading into my closet, I select black pants and a white cropped top. After putting on socks, I walk out of the closet. Luke is already sitting on my bed, dressed and engrossed in his phone. I inquire about Sam's whereabouts, and Luke replies, "He's still changing." Looking up at me, he adds, "Wow, H, you look stunning as always!".
