Their little rascal

Quindici: El Romeo

~Il letto si sta raffreddando e tu non ci sei
~The bed's getting cold and you're not here.

(PLEASE LISTEN TO: the heart wants what it wants by Selena Gomez)

♤~R.O.M.E.O~♤
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I silently watched the most gorgeous woman sit hesitantly next to me. Ellie was so up in her head, bouncing softly in her sit, and I didn't miss the soft smiles she gave without knowing it. She was effortlessly gorgeous it made me question where has she been all along.

Ellie hadn't know that we practically knew more than we should about who she is. The second week we had her in our home, Marco made a really relevant opinion about her after being the little bitch he can be. He said having her in here may not only be dangerous and risky for us but for her.

We had to figure out exactly who the little princess was, and that was not that much of a struggle. Deciding to be clueless about a small woman, a fucking stunning to the bone woman, without a little background check would obviously be carelessness on our part.

We had every helper, servants, maids and our housekeeper moved to our Estate home not to scare the girl off. She was obviously a little intimidated by us three huge men, so that same night she walked in our lifes, I'd ordered everyone to relocate and only had a maid come in once in a while to clean up and sometimes cook. Obviously they were strongly instructed to stay clear of her, we couldn't trust her just yet...even if we wanted to.

I turned and gazed at her once again. We were in my car, driving to one of our restaurant I planned on taking her tonight. I've taken note that she's been cooped up in that house of ours and even though it may be big enough to explore, she never showed or expressed any interest to wonder around. I don't even think she knew we had a library, a cinema, indoor and outdoor swimming pool and a basketball indoor court.

Ellie only made place to the four rooms of our whole house. The kitchen, the living room, her bedroom, and Marcos' bedroom. She hasn't even gotten inside of mine and Elios' yet. "Relax, bambina. You're panicking." I took note of the little anxiety signs that no one would probably have noticed if I hadn't had one of her before.

Ellie turned to look at me just as I focused my eyes back to the dark night. The Night was very much still young and the lights and speeding cars was a justification to that. "I-I'm not panicking..." She paused, rubbing her wrist with a hand. I raised a brow, stealing a short glance at her. "I'm just n-nervous. You didn't t-tell me where we are g-going."

"Mmm, I see." I hummed, smirking a little as I grabbed her thigh with a hand. She stiffened a little, trapping my hand between her soft thighs before letting go. "It's a surprise, bambina. Trust me, you'll love it." Squeezing those soft thighs a bit, I struggled to let go but managed to.

Ellie nods smiling up at me before she relaxed a bit. Although she kept playing with her fingers and I chuckled, shaking my head. "Have you ever tasted El'capricos' famous dish?" I asked, drawing her attention to me once again. Her sweet little face crunched up, she did this cute little head tilt I found fucking adorable.

"N-No? Who's that?" She frowned, her full attention on me now as she turned slightly to face my side profile. I took a stop at a red light and gave her my undivided attention.

My eyes lands on hers and it took everything in me to not just grab her and taste those lips. Marco had gotten more than her lips the night before last, and a little jealousy in me wouldn't hurt but I wanted a taste too. But we couldn't have that just yet, I wouldn't want to scare her off.