Arabella Sophia Cara Ferrari was just three years old when she was sent to a boarding school for her 'protection'. What the Ferrari's didn't know was what went on inside the boarding school. Years later, she escapes and changed her name and moves to...
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Arabella Cattaneo POV
It was Christmas Eve and Jordan and I were forced to stay here because of Cami and Lena.
I wasn't complaining.
It was nice having a mother figure and father figure.
Selena and Camila were anxiously watching the door as Matti B was complaining on the fucking phone for like the millionth time.
"You know, staring at the door isn't going to make something come into the room faster, right?" I raised a brow, looking emails.
"Yea, we know." They simultaneously said.
Well, that wasn't creepy.
"Who's coming anyway's?" Jordan piped in.
"Danny, you'll see." Lena sighed, her hand under her chin, elbow on her knee.
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Why the hell did they do the whole design wrong! I swear to god I'm going to murder this piece of shit." I seethed, looking at the designs my workers made for Valentine's Day.
My fashion company was going to make me have debt because my coworkers are stupid as fuck.
I quickly dialed my main designer and waited until they picked up, "Hello, Ms. Cara." They greeted, nervously.
"Hi, sorry to bother you on Christmas, but why does my 'Cupid' design look like someone threw up pink glitter?" I ask in a deathly calm voice.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am. I'll fix it right away." They complied, their voice shaky.
"Good, nice holiday's!" I said, ending the call.
When I looked up from my phone I see Danny staring at a hot as fuck man, being hugged by Lena and Cami while he narrowed his eyes at me and Danny.
"¿Quiénes diablos son ellos?" He glared at us, after he greeted Camila and Lena. His voice was deep and I loved it. He also had a subtle Spanish accent. How happy I am that those motherfuckers who are called teachers, taught us multiple languages. [Who the fuck are they?]
"Oh! This is Jordan and Arabella! They're my new friends and I love them so don't scare them away." Lena pleaded, pouting her lip and widening her eyes.
"¿Y no te están usando por dinero, hermana?"He raised a brow, still glaring at us. [And they're not using you for money, sister?]
