Their Secret Little Assassin

Chapter Twenty Eight

I hung up with Igor, but kept speaking in Russian as I snuck over to my door.

It was actually quite challenging because the closer I got to the door the more muffled and quiet I had to get while speaking, so that they wouldn't know I was sneaking up on them.

I whipped open my door and there stood my Father and brothers even Shit Head was there.

"How would you like it if I invaded your privacy?" I asked them with an emotionless expression.

"You didn't follow orders," Ezio tells me.

"I'm your daughter not your employees," I say.

"You still need to follow orders, now tell me who was on the phone?" He asks.

"My sugar daddy," I smile.

"What!?" Fabio says as he takes my old phone from my hand and tries to unlock it.

"Why is it such a big deal?" I ask them.

"We got you a new phone and you're still using your old one, it's a bit suspicious," Gino says.

"Yeah, but I paid for the phone, it has all my old contacts in it. I'm obviously gonna use it. I'm too lazy to transfer my contacts over," I roll my eyes.

"Ooh," Zeno says in understanding.

They all give me a sheepish smile and slowly back away from my room.

Fabio tossed me my old phone which I caught and then closed my room after Shit Head pranced in.

"Si crédule," (So gullible) I chuckle.

I sit in my bed which has less room now that all my opossum are here.

I don't mind though. They are all a bit different and each have their own personality if that makes sense.

I help Shit Head into the bed because even though it is on a raised platform with stairs the stairs and mattress are still too tall for him to jump up, or he's just too lazy.

"I understand if you are, sometimes I am as well," I tell him.

I lay back on my bed and Shit Head snuggled in next to me.

"Want to watch something? There's a TV that I've never used," I ask him.

He doesn't reply... mostly because he's a dog, but I take his silence as a yes.

I turn on the TV and it seems to be already set up with a whole bunch of channels along with apps like Netflix, Hulu, and shit like that.

I scroll through the live TV and settle on this show about four life long friends or something. I don't know it said it in the title.

I fell asleep to that show and surprisingly had no nightmares or any dreams in general.

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I woke up and the sun was already out and shining, so I checked my clock.

I rolled over and came face to face with an awake shit head who decided to lick me across my face.

"God damn," I said as I wiped my face down.

8:37 am.

I slept for a shit load of time.

I got off my bed and got shit head down the initial platform and into the main rug area.

I decided to take a shower before I got dressed, so I hopped in and started to scrub my body down.

After about an hour long shower I got out and went to my closet and decided to dress up a bit just to make myself feel better.