Chapter 3

Klarissa POV

When I woke up all I could see was light.

'Ah my eyes!' I said to myself as I struggled to sit up in the bed. When my eyes finally adjusted to the blaring light, I proceeded to swing my legs over the edge of the mattress so I could stand up. 

When I finally got out of bed, I walked over to bathroom in to an attempt to make myself look presentable. When I saw myself in the mirror I was a little shocked.

My hair was all a wavy mess, and the left over mascara from last night was all dried underneath my eyes. I started to look through the drawers in the bathroom till I found a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hair comb, and face soap. 

First I started by washing my face. I first wet my face with my hands, before lathering it with a generous amount of face soap. Once I rinsed it off, I proceeded to pat my face dry. Then I started started in on the mess on my head. I really should have brushed it out when I got out of the shower last night, but its a little too late for that now. When I finished that, I threw my hair into a low messy bun and quickly brushed my teeth.

Once I finished up everything, I walked out the bathroom. When I was back inside the bedroom, I heard a light knock on the door. 

"Come in." I said to whoever was knocking on the door.

"Good morning Klarissa." Ciro said with a cheerful tone.

"Good morning." I told him. "And Rissa is fine, Ciro." I said to him with a smile. If I'm being honest I really don't like to be called by my full name. Its just to fancy, which is why I like to go by Rissa.

"Oh ok, Rissa. I was just sent to tell  you that breakfast is ready." He said.

"Ok thanks, I'll be right down." I said with a smile.

"Alright, I'll save you a seat right next to me." he said with a wink before he left the room.   .

Out of all the brothers so far Ciro is by far my favorite. He's just so inviting, much like my own brother. The thought of my brother made my chest tighten, but I tried not to dwell on it. 

As I descended down the stair case, I made a conscious effort of holding onto my pants. I really need to ask someone for some better fitting clothes. Once I reached the bottom of the stairs, I went towards the direction of where I believed the kitchen was. When I started to get closer I started to hear his voice. All of a sudden I remembered what happened last night. I started to remember how gentle he was, and the connection that I felt when he touched me. But I quickly pushed those thoughts out of my mind.

When I finally made it into the kitchen, I saw everyone sitting down. All four brothers along with Angelo, and a few other people who I didn't know.

"Hey Rissa over here!" Ciro yelled to me from the table. When I finally spotted Ciro, I started to walk over to where he was sitting. Just as he promised, he saved a seat right beside him. The only issue was that that I was also going to have to sit next to Lorenzo too. Taking a breath in, I sat down in the empty seat. 

"Good morning." Lorenzo said to me as soon as I got situated in my chair.

"Good morning." I breathed back not making eye contact with him. 

When I started to serve my self some breakfast from the center of the table, I could feel him watching my every move. I felt small under his gaze, which was something that has been happening a lot. 

"Hi, its Rissa isn't it?" I heard a woman ask me from across the table. I looked up from my plate and saw a woman with mid length black curly hair. She was also thinner than I was, and had far less the amount of curves. 

"Yeah it is. " I said with a smile.

"I'm Gianna." she told me. "I'm so glad you are here, it gets lonely being one of the only girls here." she said with a giggle. 

"I bet." I said to her with a chuckle. 

Midway through breakfast we were interrupted when Lorenzo's phone started to ring. He immediately picked it up and started speaking in Italian. Even though I speak fluent Spanish, I still had no idea what he was saying. He just speaks so fast. 

"Lui è qui" Lorenzo said to the men at the table. (He is here.)

They all stood up simultaneously, adjusted their suit jackets and left the room. Only Gianna and I were left. 

"What was that all about?" I asked her.

"I'm not entirely sure, but it has probably something to do with business." she said plainly.

"So, how did you end up here?" Gianna asked me.

"Well," I said while placing a piece of my hair behind my ear," it's kinda a long story." I said while laughing.

"Trust me we've got time." she told me. 

"I was at the annual gala last night and Lorenzo rescued me during the shoot out." I said plainly. Gianna's jaw dropped.

"So you're telling me Lorenzo, rescued you during the gala shoot out?" he said slowly.

"Yeah, why are you acting like it's such a big deal?" I said with a chuckle.  

"Because it is! Lorenzo is cold. I think I've only ever seen him smile a couple times, and I've been here for a while!" she said exasperatedly. "Just be careful, ok. Lorenzo breaks girls once he gets what he wants." she said seriously. I gave her a small nod so she knew that I understood.

"Wait! Is there something going on between you and him? Last night I heard the brothers talking about about the 'girl he rescued' " her voice was all but a whisper.

I just looked at her. Oh how I wish there was something going on between him and I. Last nights events flashed through my mind once again. It made me think, was there something going on between me and him? 

Before answering he question I took a sip of my water. " No there is nothing going on between us. I don't even know him or why he saved me." I said simply.

Gianna gave me a skeptical look, and before she could say anything else I changed the subject. 

"Ok, enough with me. What about you?" I asked

"Oh me?" she said shyly, "Well me and Ricco are kind of..involved." she said with a small blush creeping onto her cheeks. 

"Awe really. How long have you been involved?" I said excitedly.

"Around two years. I'm just waiting for him to pop the question already!" she said with a giggle.

 "Wow two years is a long time. My longest relationship has only lasted a couple months." I said. 

"Don't worry, your prince charming is out there somewhere." Gianna said. "Come on, lets go outside for a little while. I could use some fresh air." she said simply.

I shook my head and started to grab my dirty plate. "Don't worry about the plates." Gianna said to me,"The maids will get them."