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Chapter 12 | reality

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Just want to quickly say I'm so sorry for the late update! And tysm for 2k reads! I'm actually so happy :)

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EMILIA P.O.V

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I sat on Valens lap as he did his work, I played on his phone and joined subway surfers.

I hadn't been out of the house for two months- except for Italy. I loved being with them, don't get me wrong. They made me feel amazing, like a brand new woman. But they can't just keep me inside all the time! I'll go insane!

I sighed into Valens chest, before there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Enzo said in his serious voice. A tall buff man walked in, looking at me before turning his attention to them.

"B-bosses there's been an attack."

Anger flashed in their eyes.

"Why? Did I not say to guard the bases at all time?" Damien replied with a dangerous tone.

"Yes sir, sorry sir." He bowed.

"Get out, and fix it." Valen commanded, and the man immediately left.

An attack? I always forget this is what they do. This is who they are.

"I-is everything okay?" I asked cautiously.

Valen sighed "Yes, kitten. We have to go."

I frowned, we had just got here not even a hour ago.

He stood up, with me in his arms and we exited the building.

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Valen sat me in the back of the limo, Enzo and Damien sitting next to me now.

"Where are we going?"

"Home" Damien replied while playing with my hair. I mode and laid my head on Damien's chest. And before I knew it, sleep overcame me.

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I woke up with my head snuggled into the cold sheets, I instinctively moved my hand over to the other side of the bed, opening my eyes when I felt nothing.

I got out of bed, my bare feet feeling weird on the hard floor. I was wearing a huge sweatshirt which belonged to one of them, I was drowning in it, and for pants I was just wearing my pink undies.

I walked down the stairs and heard a bunch of voices talking. I walked into the living room, where there was at least ten men sitting on the couch, including Valen Damien and Enzo.

These were the same men I saw in the kitchen one time. I shifted uncomfortably as all their eyes laid on me.

Valens eyes trailed down my bare legs, god I probably looked disgusting. Damien cleared his throat, demanding attention, which everyone immediately gave him.

"Run over the reports, kill whoever you need to. Leave." He said to them, not stuttering once.

I let out a shaky breath when he mentioned killing people, before they all left. They stood up and walked towards me, Enzo kissed my forehead "Have a good sleep?"

I nodded and leaned into their embrace. "Sorry for interrupting your... meeting?"

Valen chuckled and Damien replied "You didn't interrupt anything, are you hungry?"

Now that I thought about it, I was. I muttered a yes, and they all walked out, Damien picking me up.

I sighed into his broad chest, feeling safe in his big arms.

"After you eat we will head to the airport, yes?"

Airport?! We had just gotten back from Italy not even three months ago!

"What? Why? Where are we going?"

I spit out a bunch of questions. He sat me down on the counter, them all looking at me now.

"We are going to Greece."

Wow? They just had money to fly anywhere all the time?

I still was confused, they didn't ask me, no. They commanded me.

I scoffed "Do I look like a toy you can just transport?"

Valen rubbed a hand through his hair, turning back to the stove, as the other two stared at me.

"You're going no matter what, so why even ask?" Damien asked.

I looked at him like he was crazy, except he literally was.

"It's the fact you didn't even ask! You told me, not even two hours away from the flight! I'm so done with being a little doll for you. I'm my own woman! I'll be in my room."

And with that I jumped off the counter and left, not sparing them one glance.

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It had been about an hour, and then there was a knock on my door. "Come in."

A maid walked in, who I think went by the name 'Mary.'

"Hello miss, are you ready? The driver is waiting please take your time!"

She went to turn away before I called out "wait! I haven't packed!"

She giggled like I had made a joke "It is already handled in Greece!"

She left before I could ask what that meant.

I grabbed my little purse, which had the sad three items in it.

Pepper spray, hand sanitizer, and gum.

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I got into the car, expecting to see them but I was left to no one but myself and the driver.

After a long five minute drive we arrived at the airport where there was a beautiful tan plane, the words 'STEELE' printed bold onto the side.

I got in, and felt my stomach drop as I saw the empty plane.

They took a different jet? I felt sadness brew in me before I took my seat and grabbed a book from a nearby table.

Had I really made them that mad, they left me all alone?

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