chapter 5

After an hour or so of the boys talking and trying to include me, i started yawning. I haven't slept for over an hour a night in approximately 2 weeks, and it's beginning to catch up with me. All I want to do is crawl into a bed and sleep. It's not that I have been busy, so I stop myself from sleeping. I have insomnia, so it's harder for me to sleep.

I think Alessandro and oldie have noticed that I'm tired as they are looking at me but whispering among themselves. "Principessa, I'll show you to your room. Is that okay? I would say you're tired after the flight. " Marco softly said, making all the boys look in my direction. I am not going to lie. I am very uncomfortable with everyone looking at me.

"Em ya sure that sounds nice. Thank you." I'm grateful that he's making sure that I am okay with it and giving me an option. "Let me grab my bags."

"Sweetheart the gaurds already took them to your room for you it's okay let's just get you to bed you seem really tired," Fuck I just hope that he did not make them go through them. "We will have a talk in my office tomorrow after breakfast."

Well shit I'm rightfully fucked now. They definitely found my stash in my bag. My hands are sweaty, but I refuse to show emotion. "Em...okay is everything okay?" Shit. Shit. Shit. Play it off.

"Yes, everything is fine . I just want to go over the rules with you, that's all." You see the thing with telling me this is I'll stay up all night thinking of what's going to happen. The last place I've been changed my perspective of punishments.

"We can talk about them now if you like. You know, get it over with." Please say yes. I'm crossing my fingers, hoping he'll say yes. You see, the thing is me, and rules never exactly got along.

He smiled. "If that's okay with you, I know you are tired. I just don't want to keep you up longer than I have to."

"Ya that's okay might as well get it over with." I'm pretty sure a ghost smile is on my face or at least the corners of my mouth lifted I'm just happy I made Marco smile.

We walked up 3 flights of stairs and walk to the end of the hall. They could kill me easily right now. Fuck I am in so much pain right not it is not even funny. We walked through these double wooden doors and walked into what I presume is Marco's or Alessandro’s office.

"Well, bambino, this is my office." Marco told me af if he read my mind. "We will talk to you about our rules. There not much but I do expect you too follow them. All the boys have these too and if you have any questions or adjustments say them at the end.

1. Respect me and your older brothers.

2. No boyfriends.

3. Wear respectful clothes.

4. Curfew is 10 o’clock on school nights and 3 o'clock on weekends.

5. No fighting.

6. I expect good grades and if you need help let us know we will get you a tutor.

7. Dont get arrested.

8. Let us know who your with and where your going when your going out.

9. No smoking or drinking.

That's everything, do you have anything to say?"

"Actually I do

1. Respect is earned not demanded.

2. What happens if I like girls. I don't but still.

3. I dress for me nobody else it's my body my choice.

4. Actually I have nothing to say about rule 4.

5. That's kind of hard for me. I attract fights but only to people who deserve it.

6. If you have my record you know I have good grades.

7. I'll try.

8. I'll let you know when I'm going not where and with who.

9. You already seen me smoking so no point in saying that rule."

"Damn I think she's worst then Alessandro."

"Fucken hell she's a badass."

"Language."

Went around the room. Looking at Marco I see he has a proud look in his eyes. It makes me feel happy that even after I told him off he looks proud of me.

"Come on, let's get you to bed. You look tired." Alessandro mentioned to me like I don't already think I look like shit. Then he felt the need to whisper in my ear, " The boys done your, not me, don't hurt their feelings."

Shit I hope it's not bright pink. God knows I'll stab my eyes out if it is I can't stand the colour pink. No scratch that any bright colours.

We walked down a fight of stairs to get to where the rooms are. "The rooms are from oldest to youngest. The oldest are closer to the stairs. Your room is at the end of the hall and Luca’s room is beside yours." Alessandro pointed out to me even though the names are on the doors.

I walked into the room to find an all black interior. It was massive. I have never been used to having a room that is not the basement in any home except my own penthouse. Looking around I spot two doors which i presume is the bathroom and closet. I then spot my bags by one of the doors.

Alessandro pov

Seeing my sorella talk back to my dad about the rules, I was honestly shocked and impressed she had the guts too. I'm proud she can hold her ground and shocked because not even I can talk back to that man. Don't get me wrong, he is just so scary when he's giving out or just angry in general.

When I showed her the room she seemed.....surprised. Kind of like she never had her own room which shocked me or maybe it's because of the colour. I don't know. She's hard to read which is concerning she is only a 16 year old.

After I left her at her room I went back to my office needing a drink. I spotted my father and brothers scattered around the room probably knowinni would come here.

"Alessandro are you okay?" Dad asked me.

"Ya it just seems like she's been through something she acts heartless when we all know she's the opposite. I just hope the little kid is still in her somewhere."

The boys all said goodbye. Which is weird as its still early, and we told them they won't be going to school the rest of the week, which I'd say they love as today is Monday. I just hope they do not make us regret it.

I talked with dad for a while before we both said our good nights and went to bed, too. I went to sleep thinking of la mia scimmietta.

(My little monkey.)

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