𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟚

"All of you will be attending a business dinner tomorrow. Dress nice," Darlo said, sitting at the end of the dining room table. It was dinner time, and the whole family was here.

"Who is it with?" Romeo asked Darlo.

"The Ramonav's," Darlo said. This seemed to make everyone upset because a scowl settled on everyone's face. What the fuck am I missing? Is nobody going to fill me in? Fuck okay, then.

"I don't want Rose around them," I heard Gavino say under his breath. The rest of my brothers agreed with a nod of their head. I look at them like they are crazy. Who are they to tell me who I should be around? I just fucking met them last week!

"She's coming along with the rest of us. She isn't going to be alone with any of them. I have already weighed out the possibilities," Darlo said to all of my brothers. I heard Giani grumble something under his breath, although I couldn't hear him.

"Tell them to be careful of what they say around Rose," Cedric said to Darlo again. The rest of them agreed. "Including in Russian, she knows that,"

"Already thought about it," Darlo said, looking like he was mentally checking boxes in his head. It sounds like they don't want me to find out something. Well, they should know that nothing gets past me unless I let it. Side note, what the fuck could be that bad that they have to keep secrets? I guess I'm finding out.

The rest of dinner was uneventful besides Carlo's usual side comment that makes him look like a dumbass. What's new? Gino and Cedric were anti-social as usual. Gavino tried talking to me along with Darlo, but I only gave them short answers. It progressed, to say the least. Romeo and Gino were talking about a book Romeo just read.

The next day I went to school, avoiding talking to anyone besides Naomi and Dane. We sat away from the group yesterday. From what I heard, Lucifer still hadn't apologized to Naomi for the chaos he caused yesterday. Matteo talked to us briefly before he sat with the rest. All of them looked at us weird when we sat at a different table. I'm pretty sure I saw Lucifer get hit on the head several times.

I actually attended all of my classes again today. That's a new record for me. I think I just wanted to avoid thinking too hard, so I distracted myself with useless work. I got home, and all of my brothers were here. Gavino was already dressed in a suit that looked very fucking expensive.

"Go get dressed. Dinner is in an hour," Gavino ordered me around. I rolled my eyes and walked up the stairs. I was really fucking over getting told what to do. I have no idea what 'nice' entails, so I'm going to wing it at this point. Deciding I should go into the part of my closet that looks too expensive for me to even think about touching, I look through the dresses.

I pick out a silk navy blue dress that has a slit all the way up my thigh. It showed a lot of cleavage, but I could give less of a fuck. I put on some nude heels that strap on my ankle. I had already taken a shower in the morning, so that is out of the way. I barely do my makeup besides putting on some lipgloss and reapplying my mascara.

If I get told to change, I won't be going end of the story because I'm going, to be honest. I look hot as hell. I curled my hair loosely and decided I was ready. I grabbed one of the small clutches and put my phone, cash, and lipgloss in the small clutch. I had one minute left of the hour that Gavino gave me. I headed towards the door, but before I could open it, someone knocked on the door.

"Hurry your ass up!" I heard Carlo yell from the other side of the door. I rolled my eyes before opening the door. Carlo, like Gavino, was wearing a suit. It was weird to see him dressed so professionally, in contrast to his usual attire consisting of sweatshirts and sweatpants. However, he didn't look bad at all. How the fuck did all of us get blessed with such genes?

"None of them are going to be happy about this," Carlo said underneath his breath. I started to get self-conscious because I have never dressed nicely. Maybe I did it wrong? I think Carlo could see my hesitance because he spoke up.

"You look beautiful, Sorella. Just a little bit too much for their liking. I don't think they want anyone looking at their sister, same for me," Carlo said, scratching the back of his head. "But do what you please I want to see their faces," He said with mischief written all over his face. I rolled my eyes and muttered a small thank you following him down the stairs.

I make it to the bottom of the steps that ended in the front room. Everyone was already at the front door. Fucking great, all of the attention is on me again. One word to describe their faces would be flabbergasted. That's a funny word. All of them were wearing suits also.

"Hell no," I heard Gavino say. Everyone nodded their head in unison. At this point, I was shocked. They think they can tell me what I can wear. I mean fuck, this isn't even close to how slutty I could look. Even if I did look slutty I would fucking own it.

"You want me to dress like a nun?" I said, raising an eyebrow. Cedric rolled his eyes, and I could hear Carlo snickering behind me.

"Yes!" I heard Gino say. I looked towards Darlo, hoping he was on my side. He was looking at me in awe. He gave me a small smile before turning to my brothers.

"Your sister is going in whatever she wants. Now get your asses in the car," Darlo said to the boys. Slowly they all walked out of the house and towards the SUV's in the driveway. I guess they have drivers. I was the last to walk out with Darlo behind me.

"You look great, tesoro," Darlo said, quiet enough so we could only hear. I looked towards him, and he had one of the biggest smiles I have seen on his face.

"Thank you," I said back. He opened the door for me to the second car after Gavino, Gino, Giani, and Cedric got into the first. I was in the car with Romeo, Carlo, and Darlo. We all get into the car. Darlo and I sat on the first row of seats, while Romeo and Carlo sat in the row behind us.

We make it to the restaurant, and before walking in, Darlo stops us. His face was serious, and he looked tense.

"Be respectful," He said sternly before he walked into the restaurant. The rest of us following. Respectful? I know already I'm going to fuck this up.