Twisted Bound

Chapter-5 The three musketeers

~Love is when nothing is ok and everything is hurting you a lot but you still want the same person~

NOT EDITED.

Lily's pov

A knock on the door makes me groan. Sleepily, I rub my soar eyes before yelling out a, "Come in."

The door opens revealing an old lady clad in black and white attire, she bows her head before speaking.

"Ma'am Mr.Domenico asked me to wake you up," I narrow my eyes before standing up moving towards her direction.

She immediately flinches back away fear crawling in her eyes, "Hey hey it's alright I'm not going to hurt you." I whisper softly touching her arm slightly to assure her.

She invisibly relaxes sighing in relief "Listen here you don't have to call me ma'am. I'm lily to you the ma'am word just makes me cringe, " My expression held disgust making her chuckle softly.

"What's your name?" I ask as she looks up at me.

"Jasmine."

I squeal out, tackling her into a hug which catches her off guard but nevertheless she pats my back softly,

This is Soo cool!

"This is Soo cool I mean we have the name of flowers!" I exclaimed happily, "Kiddo I suggest you change and freshen up before Mr.domenico gets mad."

My eyes gets wide when I think of him shouting at me for being late with that I rush towards the bathroom.

I bite my lip my heart beating wildly in my chest , nervousness pools inside my stomach making my legs shake slightly my eyes gets wide when I see three beautiful men seated on the chairs. One is leaning against the chair swinging the gun in his hand like it weights nothing I mentally gagged.

What's wrong with these people.

The other one is busy typing something on his phone, while the third one is playing with the fork besides him with a blank and a cold expression mastered on his face.

I shiver slightly my eyes finally landing on the one and only my breath hitches when I see him already looking at me with his dark scary orbs.

I turn bright red and look away but not before noticing the way he was clenching the fork in his palm.

Adam clears his throat and the three of them looks up their eyes wide when they notice I'm awkwardly standing there All eyes are on me which makes me blush in embarrassment my heart pounding furiously In my chest.

"Take a seat ," I hear the husky voice which makes me snap out of my thoughts I nod before pulling my eyes away from the three musketeers.

I take a seat besides Adam, dusting my clothes before finally settling down I smell the delicious aroma of chocolate and pancakes which makes my stomach growl in hunger.

"Wow what a polite way of introducing your fiancé," I inwardly chuckle at the guy's sarcasm his voice gentle yet a little rough.

At least someone's not that scary.
My subconscious murmurs sarcastically.

Shut up, I scold inside my head.

Adam mutters something under his breath ever so lowly for anyone to figure out what he said but I unfortunately heard him, The words splash on my face like cold ice water I clench my jaw tightly trying to stop my myself from crying.

"More like fake weak fiancé. "

I look away from Adam not wanting him to notice my tears I gulp a huge sip of water from the glass laying in front of me before gently putting it down.