Currently being rewritten
{#2 HIS Series }
CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE
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After a fantastic year full of joy and happiness, Saryah and David are as happy as ever.
But of course, all good things come to an end.
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Waking up in the morning I still felt tired as hell. There were bags under my eyes due to the lack of sleep. I never slept that horribly since after the whole Nikolas issue. Going down the stairs slowly I reached the kitchen still dressed in my pyjamas.
Kian fell out of his seat while David looked up from his phone smirking. Dom dropped his apple and started laughing. I glared at each one of them and grabbed the orange juice from the refrigerator. My messy bun bobbed as I tilted my head to drink from the carton.
"I'm gonna go check on Claire" Dom got off his stool clearly trying to hold in a laugh. David went back to his phone while Kian recovered. "Honey you look like you need a spa day" my face light up as David said the words spaday.
But unfortunately I knew I couldn't leave without protection and neither of them would be willing. "Why do you look so down?" David asked showing concern. "I can't go it's too dangerous" I whispered.
"Babe, we've got many guards waiting at you're beckon call all over the city. Besides Kian's gonna be there" Kian's head snapped up. "No, no, no, no. David why can't you go?" He whined.
"Because I'm not her bodyguard" he shrugged exiting the kitchen with melodic whistles. I giggled and threw on my trainers. "You're going in pyjamas" Kian lifted his eyebrows judging me. I glared at him and he immediately shut up.
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Kian and I sat in front of Starbucks while I sipped on my iced latte staring at him. We went to the spa and them got our nails done. After the spa we ran to the store to get me some clothes, before we came to Starbucks I went to get my hair dyed and silk pressed feeling on top of the world.
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It fell just below my waist line causing it to sway whenever I walked. "Kian didn't you say you're family lived in Italy?" I asked sipping on my drink. His eyes sparkled at the mention of his family.
"Yeah" he smiled at the table zoning out. "Well what are we waiting here for come on" I jumped.
"I don't think that's a good idea. Davi-"
"David. David. David. I thought I was the one who talked about him all the time". He glared at me for two whole minutes before realising I wasn't going to back down. "Fine".
Getting to the car park we saw that guards surrounded our car with their own SUV's. "How are we going to get rid of them" I said barely above a whisper. "Sit back and watch, amateur" he smirked. Getting into the car he drove as slow as possible. Once we reached the main road he jerked the car to the right speed straight to he marketplace. Some of the remaining SUV's were still hot on us. Knocking fruits and vegetable over, Kian almost crashed into an old woman in front of her stand which caused her to scream profanities in what I was presuming to be Italian.
Kian rolled down the window and apologised. Before I knew it he brought out his wallet and threw dollars out the sunroof. The villagers scavenged for them fighting. Our black SUV's were nowhere to be seen. As we reached the forest roads Kian pulled open the sunroof. I put my hands in the air feeling free.
We pulled up into a fairly big family house in the middle of a village. Kian hopped out of the car faster than you could say the word 'go'. He was bouncing with excitement when I caught up with him a the door. The door creaked open and a little girl poked her head through. "Keeno's home!" she screamed. Kian burst through the door with me following closely behind. Girls and boys of all shapes and sizes ran around the house. I counted six in total. Turning a few corners a man and woman who looked like they were in their forties and fifties sat on a living room.
Even in distress they looked as in love as ever. All his sibling squished into the L-shaped couch. The sight of them made me giggle. The parents introduced themselves very respectfully. Almost like they knew I was the wife of their countries worst nightmare. I smiled and was very courtly. Kians siblings introduced themselves one by one. It took a long time considering they all wanted to tell me what instrument they play and hug me. By the end of the introductions the seventh sibling still was nowhere to be seen.
"Dinner" Aurora, Kian's mother called from the kitchen. The young ones bounced Sofia and Martina jumped off my lap running to the kitchen. Giovanni and Piero followed roughly behind. Emma and Chiara strolled in trying to seem more mature. Kian and I were last to sit down, Nicollo, his father sat at the head of the table with his hand on top of Auroras, who was beside him. The twins sat beside each other and Emma and Chiara sat opposite one another. After saying grace the questions started. "How old are you Saryah?"
"Nineteen". "Where do you live?"
"L.A" All the girls gasped asking me many questions and how life is being an L.A girl. "Awe you Keeno's girwfwiend?" Sofia asked, her eyes widened in amusement.
