Mine

~||Chapter 4||~

I woke up surrounded by cold.

I guess Valentino left me.

I hurriedly got up and got ready for the day.

I got dressed in a white lacy crop top and some light wash ripped short shorts. At least I could wear whatever I want here without my dad barking up my tree.

I rush downstairs to make myself some breakfast. This stomach doesn't get full by itself.

Halfway down the stairs, I hear voices. Valentino's, Bree's, and a young child's.

I walked the rest of the way down and silently creeped into their conversation.

"I'm hungry," the young girl whines.

"Well, go find someone to make you food," Valentino impatiently muttered, caught up in his phone.

The little girl looked at Bree questioningly. "Sorry Olivia, but do you remember what happened last time I tried to cook," Bree stated sadly.

That's my cue.

I walked in and said," I'll cook for you sweetie, just tell me what you want."

I looked at Valentino and he happened to be scrutinizing me at the same moment. He looked me dead in the eyes and just stared. I felt so uncomfortable. I turned towards the girl and asked her what she wanted.

"Pancakes," she shouted.

She had to be around seven or eight years of age. She was just so cute.

I quickly got to work and whipped up some pancakes.

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"Omg. These are the best pancakes ever. Thank you Vicky," Oliva shouted.

"Vicky," I questioned wiping some syrup off her sticky face.

"It's your new nickname," she replied.

I had learned a lot about her.

Apparently, she's seven and is the youngest Frazier sibling. Even though she has blonde hair, Bree has brown, and Valentino has black hair, they're all blood siblings.

Now all three siblings  are eating my pancakes because according to Oliva, 'they're the best pancakes ever'.

"C'mon Val, lighten up. These pancakes are the best," Oliva all but screeched.

"Val," He questioned, totally not into it.

"Yeah. So you and Vicky both have nicknames. Because you two are perfect for each other," Oliva said innocently.

"Yeah, #Valentoria forever," Bree encouraged.

Valentino glared at them all and got up to walk away.

He stopped and turned.

"Vicky, can you please meet me in my office in ten minutes," Valentino stiffly asked me.

"Sure thing, Val, "I nodded and got to cleaning up.

🎆🎈🎆🎈🎆🎈🎆🎈

I knocked on Valentino's office door and walked in. I shouldn't have to ask for permission to walk in. He's the Alpha, I'm the Luna, we're equals.

"Hey, Valentino you asked me to," I trailed off realizing someone else was in the room.

He had light brown hair and brown eyes, with a strong jawline. I'd date him if I wasn't Valentino's mate.