𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

𝐹𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓎

𝒪𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒶𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

We walk in and stop when we are all stood with Greyson, Carter and Nicholas.

"Fancy seeing you here." Nicholas announces.

"I could say the same for all of you." I smile.

"Don't go anywhere with anyone you don't know and try not to cause a bloodbath." Lorenzo says coldly.

"No promises." I smile at him.

"This suit is new." Antonio points towards his navy blue Armani suit.

"Course it is." Leo chuckles.

"Whatever happens the bill will come out of all of your money." Lorenzo nods towards us all, even Greyson, Carter and Nicholas.

I look around at the mass of faces, some I recognise and some I don't. I've heard stories about a few, whether or not they are to be messed with or not, or even if they are total dicks.

"Ah Lorenzo, great to see you." A tall muscular man comes walking towards us with a gorgeous woman attached to his hip.

"Elijah, Sofia." Lorenzo greets the two.

"You've met my brothers, this is my sister Olivia." I smile when I'm introduced to them both.

"You look stunning, Olivia." The woman I now know as Sofia smiles at me.

"Thank you, as do you." I point to her lovely green mermaid dress.

"You're Lorenzo's double, just with blonde hair." The man Elijah says.

I've come to learn in the short time I've known him, he is quite loud. Much to my dismay.

"Thank you. I've been told before." I laugh politely.

Believe it or not, Lauren, Declan and Becca have told me that when they learnt I was their sister.

Their conversation soon turns to business which is when I tune out. 

Getting bored of just standing there I take a glass of champagne off a passing tray and begin to wander around the hall.

I take little sips of my drink and occasionally stop when someone says hello or recognises me.

All I can think about is how hungry I am, but my anxiety of eating food from here says no. Knowing these guys they've probably poisoned the food.

"You look bored." A low voice interrupts my thought of food I so desperately crave.

I turn around and see the one and only Greyson stood in front of me.

He stands tall in his all black suit. His white tie standing out on his black button up. His blazer sits ever so perfectly on his broad shoulders. His tattoos are shown on the side of his neck and his fingers where his rings sit.

"Hungry actually, but I don't trust the food here." I reply.

He chuckles slightly, something about his laugh turns something inside of me.

His dark locks are messy on his head as if he's been running his hands through them, yet it suits him perfectly. His green eyes peer into my blue ones as the light shines on him showing off his defined jaw.

"Well the dinner is about to start soon." Now my attention is solely on him.

Ugh I'm starving.

"Good, I can't last any longer on champagne." I walk away placing my empty glass on a tray and take another one.

I'm so hungry.