(Please do put on your earphones and play the song while you read)
Ava's POV
I decided to put on some music while cooking so that I won't get distracted by Ryan's presence, like 2 feet away from me. But at that time I had no idea it was only gonna make it worse.
Because the moment I hit press on the remote, it started playing Major Lazer and Ellie Goulding's- Powerful.I jumped getting alarmed, causing the remote to slip from my fingers and crash on the floor.
Oh my, my, my, what you do to me?
Like lightening when I'm swimming in the seaI picked it up immediately and tried pressing the stop button, but the remote had completely stopped working.
From the very first time we loved
From the very first time we touched.Ryan glanced towards me immediately, raising his eyebrows in surprise.
I Am Doomed! I thought to myself.
I looked away blushing furiously and rushed away to continue working.
He smirked and carried on as well.
But as we moved around in the kitchen to grab few things, our bodies brushed against each other.Your charge me up, like electricity
Jumpstart my heart with your love
There's an energy, when you hold me
When you touch me, it's so powerful
I can feel it, when you hold me
When you touch me, it's so powerful.We pretended like it never happened. I started mixing all the ingredients for the pancake batter in a huge bowl, while he beat the mixture for the scrambled eggs.
I couldn't move eyes off him as he went to get the toasted breads. But I made sure to look away as soon as he turned back towards me and continued mixing the batter.Focus on the pancakes, Ava!
I needed to add some butter too, so I reached over for it, but he did the same thing at the same time. Reached for the butter, causing his hand to land on mine. I looked upto him, and saw him staring right back at me. He was so close that our breaths mingled with each other.
The stroke of your fingers, the scent of you lingers
My mind running wild, the thoughts of smile
Oh, you gotta give me some
And you could give it all, but it's never enough, no.I gulped and removed my hand slowly leaning back to my place and so did he. I continued making pancakes while he was finishing off making the scrambled eggs and toasts.
As I was walking across the kitchen to grab the maple syrup, we bumped into each other. I lost my balance and squeezed my eyes shut, letting out a small yelp, waiting for the impact of hitting the floor. But I was wrapped into a strong pair of arms and was surrounded by his exotic cologne. I opened my eyes to meet his silver grey ones. Once again, I saw some deep desire swirling in them, arousing something dark inside me as well.Hold me in your arms
Burns like fire, electricity
When you're close, I feel the sparks
Takes me higher to infinity.We were completely dazed until we heard someone clear their throat. We quickly straightened up.
It was Nik and Nessa, looking at us mischievously."Um, I was.. Getting the syrup." I said blushing from head to toe.
"And I was getting the orange juice, from the fridge." Ryan was totally like 'don't know where to look' kind of bothered.
Both of us quickly went on our ways as they laughed at our funny behavior.It was around 8.30 am.
The girls helped me set the table for the breakfast as all the other guys came downstairs one by one.
"Buongiorno Sorella! Oh, you made us breakfast?" Dante asked smiling brightly."Buongiorno, fratello." I smiled back at him.
"I woke up by the smell of food." Arlo said.
"Same here, dude!" Marco high-fived with him.
"What do we have here?" Romeo came around looking all over the table.
"American breakfast. Scrambled eggs and pancakes." I replied happily.
"Avy, you're Italian. No Cornetto or Casseroles?" Matteo asked.
"Sorry fratello, but I've literally turned American living here for so long." I shurgged.
"No issue, sorellina. We have all the time in the world. I'm sure you would love to learn some italian dishes from me." Enzo winked at me.
"I would love to, fratello." I quickly gave him a side hug and he returned it kissing the top of my head.
"Where is our fruit salad?!" Veronica complained.
"Right here, my princesses." Ryan came out from the kitchen with two plates of fruit salad.
"Brother, you're the best." Vanessa and Veronica hugged him tightly.
He chuckled, "I know, I am."
Stefen came and pulled the ends of both of their hair making them gasp.
But before they could get back at him, Arlo intervened.
"My lovely sisters, we can continue this some other time too, right? Let's just have some breakfast for now, yeah?"They both sent death glares towards Stefen who was trying his best not to burst out laughing.
This is the best morning ever.
First getting up with my brothers sprawled all over my room and now this breakfast.
Like old times.
This is what I missed a lot here.
My family."By the way, what was all the music in the morning?" Stefen asked curiously.
I choked on my coffee and started coughing. Ryan pursed his lips.
Vanessa passed me a glass of water."Setting the morning vibes, I guess. Right, brother?" Veronica threw him under the bus.
Ryan quickly cleared his throat and changed the topic.
"Do we have anything on Arthur yet?"The light mood was replaced by tension as everyone stiffened.
"Not yet, but I'm working on the local cameras, to see if we get any of his footage." Matteo replied."Our men are out their as well. He won't be able to hide for too long. Given his injuries." Dante assured the Kings.
"But right now we should focus on the rat in the basement." Arlo said gritting his teeth.
"I can't wait to begin his tor-" Romeo was stopped before he could finish, by Enzo.
Romeo glanced at me and then clenched his teeth looking away."I am not a little girl anymore, fratello. I might be new to all this Mafia world, but like you said, I am already one of you people. Famiglia. I'm sick of kept in the dark. So please do not refrain yourself from speaking freely in front of me." I told them.
Enzo exhaled loudly. I looked straight in my eyes, scarily."Alright then, Sorella, as you wish! You will see exactly what Mafia means."
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Vengeance
Romance4 Mafia Families. 5 Overprotective Brothers. 1 Little Princess. A Tale of Revenge. Ava DeLuca, only daughter of the Capo dei Capi (Godfather) of the Italian Mafia Family, kidnapped at the age of 5 by the Rival gang. 13 years later, the DeLuca Broth...