Chapter 7

"Take your hands off her, if you don't want me to rip them out of your arms" Foty growled at Damien like a damn wolf.

I sink into chair at his harshness.

"Is that a threat?" Damien challenges back, his one eyebrow daring at him.

"Maybe or maybe not" my very over-----overprotective dad cocked his head to the side.

I know he can do that in a second.

"Damien, sit the back down," Demitri said, glaring at him.

"Fine bro" he muttered uninterestedly as he looked around for a chair.

"Sorry, no room for you here, you can show yourself out now" I said, sickly sweet, giving him a tight smile.

"Looks like our little princess is mad? Is it?" He asked, chuckling as he shook his head.

Damn, that sound.

Evelyn, focus.

He is an asshole who dumped your ass, you shouldn't be blind horny teen bitch right now.

"Definitely, and stop calling me princess" I snarled at him.

"What if I don't?"

"Do you have any particular favorite place where you want to be buried?" I asked innocently.

I can see Foty smirking in my direction with amusement clear on his face.

I ignored him and looked down at my plate.

He may be best at killing but he's not better than me. I can out way him in maybe 5 minutes seeing he did train me quite a time or two. He knows that too, still he asks for it.

Poor mashed potatoes, lemme give them attention.

I was suddenly yanked out of my chair in the air.

"What the fuck-"

My voice instantly died down when I was back in the chair but not really.

This man really has a death wish.

"You know the only place I wanna bury myself in is you," he whispered darkly in my ear.

Even though no one can hear it's so embarrassing to hear it in front of my family. And still,

Goosebumps arriving at my flustered skin at his confessions.

Damn you, fucktard.

I look around at the table as everyone looks at us. More like some of them ready to masquerade, damien in pieces.

"Go to hell," I snapped trying to pry out of his lap but he didn't let go of me.

His arm was tightening around my waist.

God, why is it so hot here?

"This is so entertaining," Chris said, fanning hand over his face.

It isn't.

I was again yanked out of my very comfortable chair, the arm under my armpit as I was dangled like a monkey in the air.

Luciano glared at Damien before slumping into a chair with me.

Please confirm to me, Luciano is mentally disabled.

Damien didn't say anything to his very best friend as he just chuckled in response and took a bite from my dish.

"That's mine, you bastard" I said, as I tried to snatch the plate but he was quick enough to pass it out of my stretched arm.

"Take this" Luciano passed his dish to me, muttering something under his breath.

I didn't argue as I started to eat.

After glare or two, They all mingle in the mafia business conversation and about the attacks which recently are Carried out.

The shipments getting more stolen, the warehouse getting burns and men getting killed or bribed to work for whoever is this leader.

Maybe I do have a slight idea who's doing this!

And if I do, Damien's look says he knows too.

"How's the mission gone?" Silas asked, turning towards Damien. No longer trying to kill him.

"We'll talk in the office after dinner," Alex said, briefly glancing in my way.

"What? Seriously? I also wanna know" I whined like a kid.

"You need rest, kiddo," Xavier said, as he passed me Orange juice.

"What's with you and orange juice?" I grimace at the sight of juice.

"It's healthy, if that's the word you're searching for" he replied.

Everyone chuckled at the table.

"Shut up" I said particularly to no one.

I couldn't eat more so I leaned back on Luciano. Brooo, he's so cuddly.

He didn't push me away, instead he just sat there, slowly massaging my head. Damn, I can get used to his good side.

Reluctantly I have to get down as we all lead our way towards the living room.

I snuggled close to my dad as I sat beside him.

"Evelyn?" He calls me out.

"Hmm?" I just hummed and pressed up against his arm as I felt like sleeping again.

"Do you know who might send you this?" His voice was leveled but also angry.

I looked at the small box on the table, it was eerily too creepy. I stretch forward grabbing it.

The ballerina.

The music rings in the air, my breath stopped as I stare at the little ballerina box in my hand.

"Where did you get it?" I asked, my voice cold.

"We're attacked,even though it seems like a fake attack or maybe a distraction. But someone has put this in your room" he replied.

"What? Why didn't no one tell me about the attack here?" Luciano grunted harshly.

I couldn't focus anymore.

Luciano glared at him before his glared plaster on me.

"I was telling you she's trouble, it's not even week and she's inviting all the attack" he grunted.

He's right.

You're the reason.

Nooooo, just don't.

"Luciano, get out now" Grandpa said, his voice harsh as he glared at him.

"Dad, are you serious?" He argued back.

"Do not disrespect me" he scowled at him.

Luciano didn't argue back but his glare was piercing me in two.

Where did cuddly-Luciano go?

"I don't know,"I lied through gritted teeth.

The less they know, the less danger it'll hover over.

"She's clearly lying" obviously Lucy uncle can't keep his mouth.

"Luciano, if you spoke one more time you won't like it" Alex threatened him.

I hate it, I hate that because of me he has to fight with his own brother.

Xavier comes as a life savior saying he needs to check my wound. I didn't question as I clutched the ballerina box in my hand and stood up.

My eyes briefly met with Damien, as his hard gaze was unable to avoid.

I avert my eyes as I follow Xavier, he was taking me back to Foty's room.

He must've seen the confusion on my face as he spoke.

"Alex thought about including safe locks on your room, would you like to come to my room?" He asked, smiling gently.

I just nod absent-mindedly.

"Don't take Luciano seriously, he's been a pain in ass since birth" he chuckles as laughter bubbles up from me.

He is.

"Do you feel any pain or nausea?" He asked as we entered his room.

"nope," I replied.

His room is so rainbow-ty. Neat and clean.

"Let me change the bandage first," he said, taking the .

"Heyyyyyyyyy" Aaron barged into the room, bouncing in his steps.

"Do you think he was born with spring in feet?" I asked to xavier.

"What? This is so hurtful, I thought I'm your favorite" he said, taking a seat beside me on the bed.

"Who told you that? That's such a lie" I grasped, putting my hand over my heart as I was shocked.

"Whatever, I know that's the truth, no need to pretend to bambina," he smirks.

"Oh please, this gentleman, so teddy bear here is my favorite," I said, pointing my finger towards xavier. He smirks as he inspects some medicines.

"I'm honored, kiddo but gentleman is enough, teddy bear sucks- " he replied, grimace taking his face.

"See, so cute" I crooned at him, pinching his cheek.

He glared in my direction, swaying my hand away.

"Cute, cute , cute" Aaron sings a song smirking at xavier.

"Say cute one more time and I'll inject you, on your butt" it's Xavier's turn to smirk now.

"Fuck nooooooo" Aaron shrunk in horror.

"Are you seriously afraid of needles? Bro? Seriously?" I fell into a fit of laughter.

"What? No. I just don't like them" he replied sheepishly.

"He is. Dad had to hold him and baby him so I can give injection when he is sick" xavier said.

"Aww, so scary pants" I crooned at him between the laughs.

"Shut up, idiot," he said,all red.

After laughing at him- session died down , he told why he had come. He asked if I wanted to join him in the theater for the movie.

I didn't wanna go but I still said yes. Xavier said he'll also join us after he finished his important call.

Damn, I can get used to this fluffy sofa.

"What are we watching?" I asked, relaxing myself back into the seat.

He smirks at me.

I think we've some trouble invitation-

"You're scared of ghosts, bambina?" He asked, surfing through Netflix.

"Nope, not at all" I smirk back at him.

"Well, you can cuddle me if you get scared,"he says, slumping himself beside me with popcorn.

"You wish" I replied.

......

~ Nicholas De'luca pov.

"She's lying," Luciano scowls again and I think I'm gonna kill my twin if he won't sit back down in the next minute.

He's giving me a headache with his rambling.

"How much more time?" Alex asked impatiently.

"Just a second" I muttered, as I hacked into the mall's CCTV footage.

Everyone is sitting in the office here and there, waiting for the footage to load.

"Done" I said, as I clicked on the footage video.

Alex came by my side.

I held onto my breath when Demetri put his hand on my shoulder. It took everything for me to not lose my consciousness.

When I looked up at him, he gave me a smile, like a real smile.

Damn, crush hormones.

I never told anyone that I'm not straight, I just never got courage to tell them. I know maybe dad, Alex guesses and obviously my twin knows. I always felt I wasn't strong enough in this mafia family. It's because I love books and silence more than violence but I will not hesitate to give my life for my family.

I push those thoughts aside as I focus on the screen.

"How did she learn to fight like this?" Damon said, clearly amused.

"You should have seen her there, something is wrong" Luciano said, there was concern too in his voice. Even if he says he doesn't care about Eve, he does. He's just afraid to let it show.

"She's good at it" Alex's voice was thick with pride.

I swear it's still weird to see that robotic man smile and speak softly.

"She was always too tired and she doesn't eat much," I said. I remember seeing how pale she'd look at the canteen after Just mere hour of shopping.

"I'd taken her blood sample and sent for reports, she's severely malnourished and she needs a proper diet," xavier answered, the concerned pitch in his voice.

"She has an eating disorder and insomnia," chris adds.

"What?"

"How did you guys actually know her?" Silas asked.

"Damien found her, he was on a mission, she was sold by her that bitch mother," he hissed at the memory.

Everyone looks at Damien who's sitting besides dad, sharing whiskey.

Only he had the guts to do that.

The hurt and rage flashes across Alex's face at his words. I can feel it too, i wasn't so close to lyla but one thing was sure she was selfish and bitch but selling her own daughter, that's so fucked.

Damien looked up, his jaw settled in tension of rage.

"Lyla isn't dead, the body police had found is someone else. She fled from scene after murdering her boyfriend" he said.

"Good," Alex muttered, the wicked smile taking place on his lips.

It isn't so good for lyla.

"Well, now that's everything is down, I've something to say" dad said, sitting up straight.

"Dad called me, he is coming here with your uncle in three days to meet Evelyn" he drops the bomb.

"She needs time, dad, it's already a lot for her here" xavier said, already concerned mumma bear.

"I know, but dad was kinda dad" he finished, pinching his nose clear sign, Can't-argue-with-father.

"She'll be fine with it," Alex muttered, sighing.

Sometimes I feel he needs to take a break, he is always working and trying to look after us. Obviously he won't listen to us.

"Where's she?"

"She's watching a movie with Aaron," Xavier replied.

After saying bye, I left with my twin, Chris, Damon and Damien. We decided to watch a movie with Aaron and eve.

The older ones are going to work as always.

Luciano stormed out of the room long ago, it's better he calms his anger down before he says something else to eve.

There were hushed whispers when we entered the room.

"Hey," I said, smiling at Evelyn, she was bundled in a blanket, she's so fucking cute.

Aaron was looking like he's on the verge of losing his shit.

"You can't let her watch horror and that too R rated movie" Damon grunted smacking Aaron in the back of head.

"I'm not kid" Evelyn grumbled, her eyes wondering at everyone.

"That you're" I said, taking a seat beside her as I pulled her closer and ruffled her hair.

"Shut up" she grumbled, glaring at me but her focus was soon gone back to the movie. I'm glad she trusts me.

She was snuggling on my side, even though her eyes were heavy and ready to sleep but she kept blinking, not to fall asleep.

Aww baby,

She reminds me so much of Angie. I Just wish she still remembers me even after years.

I miss her .