Proclivity #2

𓆩2𓆪: 𝘏𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴

"Do you want your bags here, Hernine?"

"Send them to the mansion." Judo nodded as I stared at my surroundings with my ray bans.

Not bad.

I got off the private jet with papa's thirty guards behind me.

"I want only two cars following us, the rest can go to our warehouse and start our shipment plan. I want blueprints of the entire Italy. Am I clear?"

My assertive tone had all men in black nodding as I strolled off and into our mafia's SUV with Hernando already inside.

"To the mansion." The driver nodded and I glanced at Hernando sideways, him meeting my glance. Us communicating through our eyes.

Everything done?

Yep.

I can't wait to hit the bed.

Ugh same.

We knew better than to talk.

The entire ride went with us driving on the roads of Italy, my eyes already used to being here with my parents ever since birth.

The car came to a stop and a guard rushed to my side, opening my door. My black heel came out first and then my body before I was met with the pleasant weather.

The guard beside me, a heavy gun strapped to his shoulder, bowed to me and I nodded.

Walking into the huge round gardens and then the wide stairs at the entrance of the house, I stopped in front of the gate, putting my fingerprint on the door, but soon stopping.

I looked behind me to see all the guards staring at me.

I raised my eyebrow at them and that was enough for them to turn around holding their guns tight.

I slowly turned back upfront and pressed in my fingerprint and the code.

The mansion has been locked in for three years and extra security was required.

Hernando and I walked in, Juan beside us as Judo had left for the warehouse, him being the only other third person, I trusted around myself.

Papa sure knows me.

I took my glasses off, shrugging my brown hair off my shoulders as I met the sight of the great vintage brown paintings, all around the mansion. A smile coming to my face.

But it quickly wiped off when I turned around to look at Juan.

"You can go, tell papa we have arrived." He nodded and left.

Him the only person beside my family who was allowed to leave before me with not bowing. He was practically my other brother I grew up with, the son of Uncle Santino.

"Hernine." I turned around to find a small brunette woman looking at me, her hair all messy on her forehead.

My eyes widened for a fraction before she walked up to me and hugged me sideways, while I stood stiffly.

"Maple?" She nodded.

I stiffly smiled at her letting her know it was nice to see her after three years and finding out that I was not the only female in the mansion.

"You have grown beautifully." She gazed into my asian eyes, the trait of my mother with me being half hispanic and half korean. My eyes were dark silver with hues of black and my hair brunette. My height was quite tall for my age and I loved it. What better way to intimidate people if not my height?

I nodded at the small woman before me who was quite adorable if I must say. But will I tell her that?

Yeah. When hell freezes over and the devil wore a halo.

"Is my room ready?" The woman nodded furiously as if excited.

"Your brother just rushed into his room, yelling something about being jetlagged but fear not for I yelled back at him, telling him his room. Come with me." Amusement voked my face at that and I followed her before coming up forefront to my room.

"You need something, you call me. Hmm?" I nodded and stared at her.

"Thank you."

"No problem, dear. Your father specifically asked me to take care of his little princess."

I blushed a little at that, embarrassed. Seriously papa? But didn't let the woman see my blush, for I entered the room after bidding her a quick farewell.

Sighing out of relief at the clean state of my room, I took off my black blazer and pants, leaving myself only in my black lace bra set before throwing myself on the bed and sleeping at once.

But not before loading the gun on my side table.

You can never be too cautious.