I just stood there and watched them stare at me. I didn't know I was crying until the blonde one started to pout and accuse Alessandro of making me cry.
"Alessandro, look what you did! You made the girl cry with your ugly looks," The blonde one said pointing towards me.
That was when Alessandro decided to walk up to me. He leaned in to look at me, his face only inches from mine. He lifted his hand to wiped away the tear that I shed but I flinched once he touched me, making him grin.
"She's scared of us," He spoke, his voice low and husky.
"No, bambina. Don't be afraid of us! We are like big teddy bears once you get to know us, bella ragazza," said another one of his men.
That was when Alessandro lightly pushed me towards the couch to where the blonde man sat. I sat down next to him, offering a small smile. He sent back a large toothy grin, showing his pearly whites. I then looked around the room to see all the other men looking at me too.
"I-I'm Primrose Cadence," I stuttered, lowering my head so I wouldn't look any of them in the eye.
'Come on, Rose! Man up, why are you always so shy?' The little voice said again.
I then felt a hand underneath my chin, lifting my head up. I looked up to see the blonde guy smiling at me.
"It's rude not to look people in the eye when they are speaking to you, amour." He said tilting his head down, catching me lowering my gaze.
I blushed and looked back up at everyone before giving them a small smile and muttering a sorry.
"I'm Chase Inkwell, Night Wanderer's weapons dispenser. I take care of all the weapons and war tactics when we need someone dead." The tall brunette spoke.
Chase gave me a little wave and smile before leaning back onto the wall again. He had medium brown hair, and brown puppy eyes. His jawline was slightly defined, giving him an edgy look. He looked about 6'0 and he wore a tight black t-shirt, with a pair of gray basketball shorts. He looked the most comfortable out of all the men.
"My turn. I am Jason, Jason Sampaio. It's a pleasure to meet you, bonita." He stated as he picked up my hand and kissed my knuckles lightly, causing me to blush.
I blushed, causing him to smirk at me before pulling back. He was too a brunette like Chase, and at the same height I presume. He had dull green eyes with little specks of gold in them, making them shine. Unlike Chase, he wore a white dress shirt, where he rolled his sleeves up to his elbow, which were tucked into a pair of black slacks.
"Andiamo idioti! Questo é il meglio che sapete fare?" The Italian one exclaimed before continuing, "I'm Giovanni Menier, po 'di bellezza."
[ translation: Come on you idiots, this is the best you can do? ]
Giovanni grinned at me before eating the rest of his cookie. Giovanni was also brunette, not surprising. He had tan olive skin, making his chocolate brown eyes pop. His hair looked coarse and thick as they sat on top of his head in curls. He looked 5'11, but his hair gained him an inch or two. He wore a light blue button up with some dark wash jeans.
"It's my turn, right? Hi, I'm Matthew Grant and you're breathtaking, chiot." The blonde one said after giving me a gigantic hug.
Matthew was the only blonde besides Alessandro. He had a cute little smile of his face and bright blue eyes to go along with it. He wore a white v-neck with some blue jeans. His hair was disheveled as if he had been running his fingers through them constantly. I gave him back a bright smile until turning to Alessandro.
"What are you looking at?" He scowled at me.
I gave him a hard look before saying," Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"
He laughed and turned back to me, giving me a hard glare. I turned my gaze away from him and turned over to Matthew. Matthew wrapped an arm around me and turned to Alessandro.
"Bro, stop it. We know you're ugly, no need to flaunt it," Matthew said before giving Alessandro a smug look.
Alessandro turned his glare to Matthew before getting up and grabbing me. A little gasp escaped my lips as he pulled me against him and pressed his lips to my neck. I let out a small sigh, causing Alessandro to smile against my skin.
"She is mine. None of you are to touch her, to seduce her, steal her from me. Especially you Matt." He said giving Matt a harsh glare.
Now it was my turn to glare. Not at Matt, but at Alessandro.
"But you don't own me."
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In His Possession
RomansaPrimrose Cadence : shy, naive, obedient She's the type of girl parents wished for in their daughters ; guys wanted as a girlfriend and girls envied to be. But one thing is in her way of gaining those titles, herself. Although Rosie has her fei...