The unwanted sister

S H E - D E V I L

"Sweetheart how have you been?"
"Any boys we should know about?"
"We missed you so much."

The three phrases I've heard most today. I love...most of my family but god are they nosy.

"Eleanor open the door!" I hear Antonio scream as I put on my silk PJ's.

"I'm changing, hold on!" I open the door after finishing putting on my shirt. "What do you want?"

"Nothing-" I roll my eyes. I slam the door infront of his face but his foot stops it from closing completely. "Marco wants you in his office." Antonio corrects himself.

"And what are you? The fetch boy?" I ask with my hands on my hip.

He sends me a glare before walking away.

Aww i made fetch boy mad. Aww shucks.

I head down the stairs before I hear some whistles a few feet away. I look towards the sound to see three guards clearly drunk with beer bottles in their hands. Lord help me now. I swallow the lump in my throat before attempting to walk away. That attempt quickly fails after I feel someone harshly grab my wrist.

I turn back and jerk my wrist away from his grip. Making the muscular dude raise his eyebrows in amusement.

"Oh come on Piccola, I just wanna talk." He says with a clearly drunken laugh. (Little one)

"Im good." I say harshly loud enough for him too hear.

"Maybe do a little more than words, actions speak louder than words don't they." Another guard adds, coming up from behind me while obviously checking me out. He presses his front against my back, I step away only to be met with the first guy's front.

"You like older men Baby?" The oldest one out of the three asks, sending me a wink. Making me shudder of disgust and fear.

Fuck. My. Life.

My breathing starts to pick up while I start thinking of endless possibilities. Then a thought comes into my head.

They work for my brothers, the same ones who are in this house right now. They'll have to care somewhat for me. Right?

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" I let out the highest pitched scream I can muster. Making all three guys block their ears.

All 6 brothers come out of different rooms and hallways, even a few other guards and maids- including Lucia.

The three perverts look around in fear as they realize the gravity of their situation.

"Eleanor, are you okay?" Alessio pulls me away from in between the two men, checking me over for any signs of harm.

"Your names." Marco demands in a scary calm voice. His face serious with no hint of emotion.

"I-I.. Sir please! It was a mistake. I promise it won't happen again!!" The man who called me Piccola begs, getting down on his knees infront of my oldest  brother.  All I can do is stand frozen. Even as Alessio is trying to make sure I'm alright, even as the three idiots beg my brother for forgiveness, even as everyone goes between glaring at the three men in hatred and staring at me in pity or empathy...all I can do is stay frozen.

"Your names!" Dante shouts.

"Eligio Esposito," the first guy says in defeat.
"Leonardo Mancini,"
"Eduardo Caporaso." The other two follow, sending me glares.

"You were drinking on the job. You hit on a girl who is half your age and also happens to be your bosses youngest sibling. You grab my wrist and don't let me leave, pushing yourself on me after my obvious unwillingness. And yet you're begging him to forgive you? I could crush your whole life with a snap of my fingers, with one call to some friends I could have your dignity stripped down. If Marco accepts your plea please know that I do not." I say harshly. Breaking out of my trance. All three look over at me with blunt disgust.