--Nicolette--
Silence dawned among the parlour as Mother calmly drank away at her Narcissus Wuyi Oolong tea with kitten sips as to ensure her lipstick doesn't become smudged. The tea cost six thousand five hundred a kilo and Mother had it twice a week. I've never been a tea enthusiast myself, but isn't that way too much for a bunch of flavoured leaves? Father gave in to her demands too easily – he spoils her unconditionally. Yet, he's so mean to me whenever I ask for something even a quarter of that price. Aren't you meant to spoil your daughter more than your wife?!
'I grew up poor, Nicolette. That's why your père indulges me. If he spoils you too much, you'll become arrogant, which is unbecoming of a young girl'
That was usually Mother's response.
My phone buzzed in my hand and I discreetly checked it behind the cover of my diamond embroidered clutch purse. I had a message from Kat. It was about her leaving the Truven estate to go back home. I sighed in relief after she boasted about the great time she'd had.
But that video though...
My eyebrow twitched as I replayed it. Impossible. But that had to be them.
Dominic...and Jake. Getting along.
My lip curled in confused unsettlement at their warm, brotherly interaction. There were so many things that were wrong with this video.
First off, Jacob Truven was acting friendly and decent which seemed so unnatural considering our meeting a few days ago.
And, secondly, I thought Dominic hated Jake too?
'Finally, someone who doesn't worship that asshole like a god!'
Yeah, no, I was definitely right about that one. So, what in the hell did I just watch?
A notification for another message from Charlotte popped on my screen. She was asking to see if I was nearly at the party. It was already six-thirty and Father still wasn't ready. I wasn't sure if Father was going to let me attend the Truven's welcome back party for Jake after he restricted any sort of contact I had with Dominic, but he came through in the end after Mother had talked to him. Luckily, the maids had already laid out an outfit for me, just in case Father had agreed to me attending as well – bless them. So, it made getting ready much easier. But now I had been waiting for over an hour.
My gaze trailed back to Mother. She looked regal in a skin-tight, mermaid dress that accentuated her perfect curves and pooled around her feet. The shimmering gold and delicate jewels peppered in a starburst design sparkled under the lights and made her look even more stunning. And, her hair was done up in a brilliant bun, pinned with an elegant hairpiece that matched her dress. She's as dignified and amazing as expected. I wonder if I'll still be as beautiful as Mother when I'm her age.
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Born Of Mafia Blood
Roman pour AdolescentsAn innocent childhood friend that hides his intensely possessive tendencies and his equally unstable older brother with no sense of boundaries. Dominic and Jake Truven are both troubled teens that have their sights set on their family friend, Nicol...