𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 | ✓

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~Take my hand, we'll make it I swear~
Bon Jovi

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"Nefeli I'll be waiting for you in my office as soon as you finish with your dinner"

Saying I wasn't anxious about his last words would be a lie. When Noah left the table, everyone was looking at each other. I clearly wasn't expecting that would happen the first day, the first day I'd meet them.

"What did you do?" Cole asked teasingly. I smirked back and leaned back in my chair, folding my arms in front of me. Chris just chuckled as Cole kept looking at me.

Just then I felt an extremely ticklish poke on my ribs "Hehey!" I squealed giggling, pressing my arms on my torso to protect myself from another attack.

"I bet you did something really wrong" Alex teased, attempting to poke me again. I skillfully avoided it giggling my head off in anticipation.

I heard Dylan chuckling a bit from next to me, but quickly covered it up with a mock throat clearing "Um, I think he told you to go when you finish eating and I can see you playing with your food for at least 15 minutes" he fixed his eyes back to the cold, scary ones the moment I looked at him like he had three heads "First door next to the top step" he said indifferently, pointing at the stairs.

That made me feel at least unwanted. He had just told me to leave from where I was sitting. 'What's wrong with him?!' I mentally yelled as I sat up and made my way towards where the rude pig- I mean Dylan told me to go. As I was going to Noah's office, I could hear tensed whispers from the dining room faded away.

When I reached the door tho, I hesitated to knock. It was like I was going to go into a hungry lion cave and lay there, waiting for it to return and eat me alive. A lion which was my brother, who was ready to swallow me with his huge, intimidating iced-brown eyes.

I knocked on the door, not waiting for an answer, and entered the room. It was a dark room, with dark gray walls. On the floor was laying a bordeaux, velvet carpet, and on top of that, in front of the heavy dark, wooden door, there was a dark wooden desk with two black, leather chairs with wooden legs. On the left corner, behind it, there was a library with folders, and on the left side of the room, there was a black leather couch and on the right wall was hanging a portrait of a young man in a suit.

Behind the desk, there was Noah, elbows on the table and hand in front of his mouth, waiting for me.

"Have a seat please" he pointed to the left chair opposite him and mentally motioned for me to sit on it. On any other occasion, I would have just sat on the chair by myself and positioned myself like a middle-aged man, but now I was just waiting for permission for my every single move.

I quickly took my seat, bringing my legs and arms as close to my body as I could. The room was so warm and the colors were making it small, but my brother's cold aura was making me like I was in an igloo.

"Don't be afraid, you're not in trouble" he assured me. I was playing with my fingers, which was a sight I was nervous. 'How did he know I-' "Every member in our family does that when he's nervous" he continued, making me mentally gasp. 'Is he reading my mind or something?!' this man was incredible! However, sometimes scary too... 'But I was trying not to show any weakness...'

When he saw that I was not doing anything, he spoke up again "I just wanted to discuss the rules" 'Rules?!' That was something I really was not expecting. The only rules I have ever followed were my parents because I didn't want to be beaten up. "First of all, lies. You're not allowed to lie to us for anything, we need to know the truth and nothing but the truth. Secondly, we all respect each other and I expect you to do the same. Thirdly, you have to do whatever we say to you unless it's something immature. I know you may not like that rule, but you have to follow it for your own safety. Also, I want you to try to get your marks higher. I've seen your report and I'm not very pleased with your grades. Bedtime at 11 pm during school nights. On the weekend you can do whatever you want. Finally, and most important of all, you're not allowed to go to the third floor. Our work is there and we don't want anyone to come inside there, except for our colleagues. Any questions?" he asked me and then leaned back in his chair, staring at me. I shook my head in disagreement and waited for him to tell me I could go. Which he finally did after some more minutes of staring.

As I got up from where I was sitting and turned my back, I heard him saying something I didn't want to hear. "You start school in two weeks, with the twins and Cole. I want you to get more comfortable before you start" I sighed and then left the room. School wasn't something I was in love with and I didn't want to go. However, if I wanted to have any kind of successful future, I had to go.

I headed towards my room at the end of the hallway, to rest, I was super exhausted and I think that's understandable. I was 17 hours on a freaking plane!

I got inside my room and changed into my pajamas. I hopped on my bed, got under my covers, feeling the warmth circling my muscles. I texted Valeria letting her know what I was doing. We talked for some more time before I decided to close my phone and listen to some music. So I got more comfortable on my bed and put on my headphones. Soon I found myself lost in the melody, mumbling and gently headbanging.

I was singing the lyrics, having my head spinning around. I had missed listening to music. I was always busy doing chores, cleaning the house, or being beaten up. I first discovered Three Days Grace when one of my classmates shared with me her headphones. Since then they've been my company when I feel alone, a shoulder to cry on when I don't feel well, and the best way to spend my rare free time.

As the melody of the song continued, I was feeling my eyes heavier by the second. Music always relaxes me when I'm tired. It shows me the way to dreamland. That's what happened now, as I fell asleep on my comfortable new bed in a matter of about three songs.

--Alex's P.O.V.--

I was over the moon as soon as Aiden and our sorellina came into the dining room. She was separated from us one year after Joan gave birth to her. She doesn't deserve the title mum so I'm not calling her like that.

I wanted to run and pick Nefeli up, hugging her so tight. What stopped me tho was how shy she seemed. I didn't want to scare her. I had missed her so much. Dylan and I were only three years old when she left, but we had a crystal memory of the happy baby that was in our home some years ago. Noah was only eleven but he and Chris tried to keep her in our mind as much as they could.

So when she sat next to me, I didn't hesitate to hug her. Dylan on the other hand just glared at her. The rude pig... So, when she left for Noah's office, Aiden was the first one who scolded him, and that's because no one managed to do it before.

"What's wrong with you?!" our older brother whispered-yelled at Dylan, who was peacefully eating his food. He just raised his gaze for some seconds to look at Aiden and then continued his assault.

Why that boy has to piss me off every time?

"She hasn't even been there for three hours and I highly doubt she's feeling comfortable enough with us yet. Why do you have to be such a jerk to our little sister?!" Cole asked my twin in the same tone as Aiden.

"It was a huge mistake to bring her back and y'all know that" he casually answered, shutting us. We all knew his opinion about that topic. A part of me was in agreement with Dylan, but the majority of me was against him. The rest of my brothers didn't share the same opinion with my twin though and it's obvious. We had missed her so much, and our work was too dangerous to leave the Agostino princess alone to our enemies' mercy.

I opened my mouth to reply to him with all the patience I had, but then we heard the door of the office open and close. We were expecting our girl to come back to us, but we heard her footsteps going to her room. When we turned our heads tho, Dylan was going to his own bedroom, leaving us behind boiling with anger.

I'm sure Noah wanted to explain to her the rules he wanted her to follow and she must have not taken it well. Noah can be harsh and too strict sometimes.

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